Slightly groggy, Amara blinked as she got to her feet, considering the comments for a moment before she spoke, obviously annoyed. "Rules? I don't remember anyone telling me any 'rules'. And<em>no one</em>owns me. Who in the hell are you?"<br/><br/>She began holding magic in check, getting ready to shoot whomever the leader was with a missile of force, should they decide to attack her.<br/><br/>((5 damage from the MM if they attack))