“…Shoo…[i]Shoo[/i]!” Kathlin gasped as she flapped her hands at the wraith clinging to her tightly. The shade emitted a sort of screechy-snarly noise as she batted at it, before sinking its claws deeper into her neck and shoulders. “Ow. Go on, get off. No completed rituals today, thank you”

*

“Who, [i]me[/i]!?” Bella squeaked in a tone several steps higher than her usual octave as she tried to bury herself inside Liaena’s pocket. Liaena herself had gone extremely pale and somewhat glassy-eyed as she stared at the hordes of uncontrolled spirits, trying to form words that didn’t seem eager to come any time soon. 

Also dangling from Rithrynn’s hands, Liam stiffened his back as he focused on the first wave of ghosts flooding down towards them. “Rest in peace, lost souls”

As the wraiths swooped towards the group, one of them immolated on the spot to leave nothing but a small cloud of mist as the others sped straight for Rithrynn, Sharon and the others. Of the ghast that was gunning for Rithrynn, it crashed into a hastily conjured shield as Liam rattled off frantic prayers under his breath, before also going up in a burst of flames. 

“Haah…nice one, Gray. I told you we’d got this!” Bella said cheerfully as she poked her head up again from Liaena’s pocket. Glancing around as a conjured ball of fire appeared in her hand, she proceeded to lean forward and lob it across the room at a spirit menacing Vashi, which screamed with pain at the effrontery. 

*

“I….I’m sorry for what happened to you. I really am” Kathlin told the wraith that was still trying to sink it’s claws into her eyes. The girl was still managing to stay upright and walking, albeit at a tortuously slow pace, and was entirely oblivious to the battle in the room beyond the one taking place in her mind. But now, you need to go – Light take you, and [i]go[/i]!”

A glow of holy light emanated from the girl at her last word, causing the ghost to shriek in pain even as it clung on ever more stubbornly. Kathlin gritted her teeth as knives attacked her head again, and her knees buckled to land on the floor. “Whatever your god was…go to that. That’s where you belong, not here inside my head”

*

“Kitty!? KITTY! Hang on!” 
Liam yelled as he tried to pull free of Rithrynn’s iron grip, the Night Elf apparently unwilling to let go of her literal human shields anytime soon. Fixating on the dark cloud enveloping the girl, the priest muttered the frantic words of a prayer just as Kathlin reached up again to try and yank the wraith from her head; the ghost producing yet another horrible wail as it was lit up with holy fire.