[center][h1][color=39b54a]Isis Nasri[/color][/h1][/center]

Isis could hear the others protesting and yelling, but their voices were so far away... So distant... She was able to recognize them and discern their words, but it was so hard to pay attention at them... It was hard to focus on anything other than the monument. It was a strange feeling, but she somehow was unable to ignore it. It was almost like it was... calling for her.

Suddenly, without warning, the obsidian statue sucked Isis hand with a terrifying red, flashing energy, making her get out of the almost trance-like state she was in with a terrified gasp.

[color=39b54a]"Agh!"[/color] she yelled feeling a sharp pain. 
[color=39b54a]"W-what...?"[/color] She asked, incredulous. As she looked up, she was able to see her group there, just staring at her with unsettling blank expressions, almost if they were just waiting her to get sucked into the statue, they just stood there, watching. Almost like if they were mocking her.

Isis screamed in agony as her body continued to be pulled inside the statue. It was definitely terrifying, somehow the statue was grasping her arm, violently pulling her arm inside the obsidian each second that passed.
It was a cold, agonizingly painful sensation, she was slowly being consumed by the obsidian obelisk. The sharp waves of pain resonated through her body every second that passed, she could feel her body, her own flesh phasing into the statue. Jake and the others' effort to pull her out only aggravated the pain, making her body tremble with pain every time they tried to pull her.

But the worse was yet to come... As her hand appeared on the other side of the obsidian, the reflections, which previously only stood there, staring at her changed radically. They immediately lunged to her, not as humans, but as horrible black eyed monsters. She could feel their hungry stare in her skin, their intentions were clear now. Her veins glowed in a potent red tone, as she felt her blood being drained by the statue. She could easily feel her blood, her vitality being sucked away... It was getting harder and harder to keep conscious and fight against that... She was going to die.

Be it for good or for worse, that realization made Isis desperate. Adrenaline ran through her veins, as she tried to survive with every bit of energy she had left. Only one thing was dictating her actions at that moment, a very primal instinct, the will to survive. Putting her other hand on the statue, she started pushing with all her strength, trying to free herself. Maybe if she had time to think about the situation, she would know better than to touch the statue with her other hand, but the only thing in her mind right now was to survive.

She still could feel Jake's arms trying to pull her away from the obelisk, that was a signal that it was too soon to give up. Despite all the pain, she continued fighting against the obelisk's unrelenting force, screaming in agony.

[color=lightgreen]"Help me!"[/color] Isis heard Jake yelling, now much more clearly than before.
[color=39b54a]"BASTET, STAND BACK!"[/color] Isis screamed as she continued fighting.
Bastet was hissing loudly at the statue, but she was incredibly confused about what was happening and didn't know what to do, desperately walking around the strange obsidian obelisk.