Inyrra felt as though every inch of her body was being shifted, reformed and torn apart. It was a horrible feeling and it seemed to go on forever until suddenly her eyes felt like they re-solidified to take in a black stone room lit by many braziers. The scene was lost to her as her eyes slammed shut and she tried to fight down the wave of vertigo before she was sick. Then something hit her and she stumbled back into a wall. She could feel metal against the alabaster skin of her neck. Finally she remembered that she could open her eyes and did so, staring mostly at the blade pressed against her neck.<br/><br/>She quirked an eyebrow at the woman pinning her to the wall, seemingly unafraid. After recent events, most notably almost playing human condom to a Glabrezu, this almost seemed laughable. She saw things all at once with a remarkable clarity. Allura balling up her fist and aiming what looked to be a solid punch at the axe-wielding lady's jaw, Gajol staggering toward them, Aya playing a beautiful melody that would have completely enthralled her if not for the TWO dragons that were also in the room. As it was Aya's song still soothed her and she managed a lopsided smile at the pretty little elf.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>