Shadda was suddenly tackled to the ground as the energy holding her dissipated. She hit the ground with a large thump, scraping her elbows and hands as she tried to catch herself.

She felt a burning sensation as she looked at her hands and a small drop of red seeped out of a scrape. [Shadda! Are you ok?!]
She slowly began to make a low hummin noise in her throat and her face began to turn bright red, and then the humming quickly escalated into high pitched squeals and shrieks.
"Get off me! Please Car-tea-can help!"

An urgent buzzing began as the planes red alert sirens began to buzz loud noise, and in the isles, emergency masks began falling down, luggage falling out of compartments. Bathroom doors sliding open as seperation curtains fell to the floor.

"Do not contaminate her innocence with your foolish insolence you grub!" A echoing voice boomed off of the walls of the plane, moving all throughout it, sounding as if it came from a deep chasm.

A zpp sound began to be heard feintly through the sirens and then a sound of tearing. Fabric.
Black tendrils of shadow shot out of the backpack that was between Shadda and Scion, reaching behind the latter and forming a large hand, reaching for him planning to lift him off of her and through him into a nearby wall.