Silven's attack burst from his finger tips, the dark magic sailing straight toward's Kynrind's mind.  His shadow fiend meanwhile was busy wrestling with Kynrind's pet before being overcome by the two shots.  The beast surging to keep it's form relaxed as it came back and charged again on Grond, before it's fragile connection in this world was severed and was forced back to the area between.  Silven clapped as he stepped forward grinning devilishly as he looked at the two sisters.  "Oh Bravo, bravo.  You managed to defeat a shadow fiend."  Silven's voice cackled with lust and foul play as he took steps forward and the ground beneath his feet began to rot as the land became blighted from him.  It would be healed as soon as he left, but the longer he stayed the more the blight would focus.  He chuckled again turned his eyes to Grond and Kynrind, he was in range of their firing and he'd probably take a bullet before he got the spell off but so be it.<br/><br/>His eyes grew wide and he screamed, but with that scream sharp psychic pains rushed into any around them and forced them into a horrified state.  Only those with items to protect against it could ever hope to get away from it, it was a short lived fear though and Silven was using it for a ploy.  He wanted Kynrind and Grond away from him for a moment and he had just enough distance between him and Anoria for her to remain unaffected.  Eyeing her he waved his fingers in a subtle motion and moved toward her.  "Come here girly...I promise I won't hurt your sister if you come here."  The forsaken cooed at the priestess as he stepped closer to her, his eyes gleaming with hatred, lust and an all consuming desire.