[center][@Celaira][/center][color=8493ca][i][h1][center]Esyla Algrea[/center][/h1][/i][/color] 

Watching as the group began towards the Auditorium, Esyla allowed her shoulders and stance to relax, her objective now was to get her sister to the infirmary. Glancing around as they slowly began their walk, Esyla felt the strange feeling that had settled into her stomach lessen slightly, though she had no idea why she felt so on edge. Shaking her head to clear her thoughts, Esyla began to hum softly under her breath. She'd probably get in trouble as well as Wyhspe for being late for class, she didn't really care at the moment, her sister needed her and she wasn't going to leave her. 

[color=8493ca][i]Why can't I shake this feeling?...[/i][/color] she thought softly, her eyes scanning the quiet halls as they continued forward, the warmth from her sister keeping her suddenly hyped nerves under control.  

Why was she waiting for an attack? Why did she feel so tense?