Lelians eyes gradually opened as if still in a daze, tilting her head slowly to the side, something was amiss, her foggy mind tried to contemplate what it was... Then slowly, with a twitch of her hand she realised, her staff! Where was it? Shooting to her feet in a panic she rapidly searched for her beloved tool. Realising she wasn't alone, her eyes focusing.<br/><br/>Her mind focused on a single symbol... The Lancorian one! Her eyes immediately focused but her mind became more cloudy with rage, was she captured? Would explain why her weapon was missing, but why wasn't she chained? Did they not see her as a threat? She will prove that wrong. Darting for anything nearby that could be used as a weapon. Her fingers clenching a spear, not quite her staff, but similar enough. "Who are you, what do you want from me! Lancorian bastards! Give me back my damn staff!" Her voice bellowed in anger and panic, she might not be trained with the weapon. But a cornered animal will fight with all its ferocity.