Pathetic. Kalinda let her attack subside. Well, Kalinda had felt like that her whole life. Not anymore, not since coming here. it had only been, what, four days? Five? Needing to think, her body instinctively formed the blocks she needed to block out everyone elses emotions.
Then she breathed in and out three times, just her own rage flowling through her now, even as it seemed to slowly disappear
She might be cold. She might be scared, but she would do something. The shadows enveloped her, and she pressed into them, watching. Waiting.
Connor crashed down to the ground, having allowed himself to fall. He stood up straight, and glanced around, trying to access damage