She was turned around to face Carver, her glowing hair drifting around her without weight. Her eyes were glowing slightly and her expression was one of restraint. Her entire body trembled, as if something was trying to escape from within her. It was taking all of Alula's strength and resolve to keep herself composed. She seemed to relax for a moment as Carver spoke to her, her glow dying down slightly, but moments later it came back even stronger. Alula trembled again. Even her voice sounded strained. 

“I do not doubt for a moment that you would be able to protect me.” She paused a moment, eyes squeezed shut. “But this is...beyond me...” A shaky exhale, squeezing her eyes shut tighter. “The creatures in the woods cannot kill me, they are too late for that.”

Alula opened her eyes, brightly glowing and yet still displaying desperation. 

“You have to trust me. Please.” She begged. “I will...return...eventually...” Her voice lacked confidence. “It is only the night. It's who we are. It's part of me.” Another violent shake, a curse in a foreign language. 

“I am dangerous. I don't want to hurt anyone else.”