As the seconds went by, Tyora’s heartnbeat began to race as fear started to bleed in.  There was nothing alive!  That wasn’t at all possible!  She hadn’t run far enough from them to not be found in the spell.  But everything she was finding was a whole lot of nothing.  There was no one anywhere within the area.  No life at all… and no way to identify where she was within the city… She was lost and alone.  It was taking everything not to panic so she could recast.  Maybe she had done the spell wrong?  That hat to be it…<br/><br/>Each pulse of magic though came back with the same.  A whole lot of nothing.  And with each failure, fear gripped the woman’s heart even more to the point that if it wasn’t behind her ribs, her heart would have jumped out of her chest.  Her breathing was way too fast, every muscle in her body felt ready to spring, her mouth dry.  It was back.  Something she hadn’t felt in years, that fear.  It was taking all her energy to keep trying to cast the spell, and not fall into a complete panic.  To keep the fear buried.  She was completely lost and couldn’t find her way… and felt completely alone.  That was flooding her soul with a fear she hadn’t felt since before she had learned to be a hunter.<br/><br/>Halfway through the spell for the half-dozenth time, and her nearing the panic attack point of fear was when the young girl’s voice sounded out.  Startling Tyora in to canceling out the spell, and making the magical energy rebound at her.  The short burst sent her back a step into the street and stunned her shortly before she could turn to look at the girl, though only having the presence of mind to draw one of her daggers.  Not that she could do anything with the way she was shivering, and the pure fear that was flooding in her eyes even if she barely forced it to hiding.<br/><br/>As soon as her feline shaped eyes fell on the girl that spoke, Tyora froze.  The lamppost illuminating the tiny girl… carried by a large stuffed bunny that was just slightly shorter than the elf herself.  Tyora couldn’t get a single word out.  She couldn’t find her voice to speak back after everything.  The depressing and completely insane situation… and she could barely comprehend exactly what the haughty girl was saying… the fear that consumed her mind was clouding it, at least until the second thing and she finally found her voice, stuttering lightly.<i><span style="color: Green">“W… What do you mean?  This city trapping me?”</span></i>But Tyora never got an answer as the girl and bunny kept walking.  The chill of fear of being alone ran though her spine, pushing the elf onto her feet and jogging after the bunny and girl.<span style="color: Green"><i>“No, wait… Don’t leave me alone!”</i></span><br/><br/>From inside her hair, the little serpent that was hiding in fear of the power shrouding this city, hissed lightly to try warning his bonded, even if her own fear kept her from hearing.<span style="color: DarkRed"><i>“Don’t follow… my bonded… don’t follow… it…”</i></span><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>