Sweat rolled down Lyra's cheeks as controversy erupted around her, as a ring of fire surrounded her like a shield. Her eyes widened as she hugged her legs to her chest. Too many... there were too many of them! People were so awful, awful, awful! And the worst of them was that stupid Zinnia girl, the one who claimed to be royalty, who demanded Lyra's name. As if that nonsense was impressive to anyone! Being a lady was all about how one behaved, and threatening a child with a knife was far from becoming for one who hoped to claim that status. 

"I don't care if you're a princess!" said Lyra, the panic audible in her voice. "Just go away! I don't want to deal with any of you! I just wanna go back... all of you, get AWAY from me!" She couldn't control herself; an orb of Insanity surrounded her, its magenta hue tinting Lyra's vision. As long as the others stayed back, they would be fine... if they didn't, they would get hurt, but worse, they would completely lose their minds for a while, would see everyone as their greatest enemy, as an imminent threat to their lives. Slowly, Lyra pushed herself to her feet, her arms held out to either side to help her balance as she wobbled back and forth. "Just LEAVE! I'm going home... and I don't care what ANYONE has to say about it!"