[center][h2][b]Ophelia[/b][/h2][/center]

Ophelia's mouth drew close into a taut grimace at Torquil's explanation and the subsequent act of intended execution the spirit performed against him. Two thoughts immediately flashed through her mind: the spirit needed to be slain and Torquil might need to be administered a blood vial depending on his healing potential. She had very little time with which to consider this, and ended up coming to the conclusion that they'd all seen how much more effective the Holy Moonlight Sword was against the apparition so it made sense for her to strike out at it first. Whip-fast she adjusted her position to give her adequate space and slashed with the edge of her blade, now less hindered by the others, in another swipe downward through the spirit--though this time she deliberately looked for this strange arcane tether between the two (assuming enough of a gap was created between them by some combination of Torquil stumbling forward and her strike driving the spirit back) and would aim to sever it with her blade if an opportunity presented itself.