Silven watched the pair try to ride away and chuckled as he looked at Anoria and cast silence at her.  Walking a few steps out, he blew the whistle that the Netherdrake had given him and the beast appeared beside him before he had time to take more than three steps in the sisters direction.  Mounting, he took to the skies and shot forward following the pair and casting a mind blast at the huntress.  He hoped to induce the mental pain that the spell so normally created and make her scream out in agony from it.<br/><br/>His eyes turned back to the priestess.  She was groaning under the weight of his spells and her repeatedly casting of dispel was beginning to annoy him.  Growling, he sent a mana burn down at her wanting to take that advantage away from the night elf.