Lauralana roused the others with quick orders to be prepared. Ana brought her Mistress a cloak, gently wrapping it around the elf woman's shoudlers, though the blonde human had to stretch to reach fully. Then the human brings a shield that the human girl grunted just slightly to raise, but the elf woman took it upon her arm with only a wince of strain before her face smooths out. The shield will help block some of the physical attacks so that she could concentrate on the being she was after.<br/><br/>For a moment Lauralana looked confused, her brows crinkling, "You feel things...did you feel a..swell of chills for it to simply lighten again?" She had never felt the darkness grow in strength only to diminish again, it was akin to a breeze strengthening for moments before dying out again.