The images Aadab sent over nearly sent Nayrin over the edge, and with a few quick breaths the girl righted herself. They were planning to destroy the bridge and everyone else along with it. Link's image floated in the back of the Sheikah's mind, and with another quick breath Nayrin sent a strong flare of urgency to Aadab before taking off back to the group. It'd been a while since she had to exert herself like this, and the shifting sands were nothing like the crunchy snow she'd grown up with, or the springy floors of the forests. She had to catch herself several times before she ripped the cloak off of her form and presented herself to her comrades. Her eyes were wild and she fought to catch her breath, and she instantly righted herself and nearly tore her blade out of it's sheathe once she heard a beast's roar.

"What in Hylia's name is that? No, I don't have time for that..." Nayrin coughed a bit before clearing her throat, and then looked to her group members again. "There are men waiting for us at the bridge, lots of them. The scary man from before, the one who could bend the wind, he is there with a younger man. I saw no sign of the devil woman, though. From what Aadab showed me, there are these things tied to the legs of the bridge... I think they plan to destroy it while we cross, or prevent us from crossing. I am unsure."

Nayrin took a moment to look over Link's form, and a sick knot of worry nestled itself in the pit of her stomach. What if she couldn't protect him? What if someone got him? What if he d-- . [i]'No, I won't let that happen. He is far too important to me.'[/i] She reassured herself, and the only comfort she could find was the dagger she was now palming nervously.