[@Rusalka][@DriveEMOut]
"Hold on! Hold on!" Nara wrestled her way out of the girl's grasp and gathered a ball of wind in her hands, her eyes closed and when they opened they were a pure silver instead of the caramel brown.  The wind whooshed around the space.
"Grab onto something!" Nara warned, her voice was floaty, light and seemed to drift away at the end of the sentence.  She focused hard and sent the mini tornado straight to where she thinks the attacker is.  She hears a scream and Nara blacks out.