The battlefield suddenly changing without warning had a profound effect on Anna, caught in the middle of transitioning from one source of water to another, namely a small puddle she had formed when she first arrived. The change left behind her destination as the ground shifted and melded into a replica of a New York City street. Though the Wraith had no way of knowing this, something unusual had happened, she was suddenly bereft of her original destination and caught in a spiritual limbo. Unfortunately she had no real choice but to re-enter the living plain as quickly as possible, which in turn had the effect of dumping her in the first suitable water source.

She emerged quickly, realising that things had changed significantly in her absence. The Pond Hop had given her some idea of what had happened, but not enough, so when she realised she was no longer on the black amorphous blob but in fact knee deep in sewage water in the drainage system beneath the street, she was overcome with shock. 

[color=7ea7d8]“Agh!”[/color] She spat, the unpleasant liquid staining her bare calves as with force of will alone she cleared a space for herself to stand, looking around her for the people she’d been talking with, and then avoiding. Quickly summarising she was actually under the street, she looked for some way out of the unpleasant situation she had found herself in, discovering a man-hole cover directly above her. Angry now, angry that she was being toyed with and angry that her abilities had led her into such a disgusting place she began to build pressure all around her, the water fed with her anger and coiling like a spring about her, eager to please it’s mistress. With an angry upraised hand it burst forth, slamming into the man-hole and blasting it up and into the air as the water escaped into the street like a geyser. 

After that initial blast the water gingerly retreated to the feet of the Wraith, at her call becoming a stepping stone to carry her up and onto the street, slowly, so she could see what chaos the other two were causing. With plenty of liquid at her beck and call again, Anna was feeling more confident about her options for ending this unpleasant business and getting home.