[center][h2][b]Ophelia[/b][/h2][/center]

At first Ophelia couldn't believe her eyes--the others were just... missing? It looked almost intentional, but she supposed the effect that hid Arrayah from their ability to perceive it at all would look like someone consciously choosing to miss... that was the preferable reaction, at least, compared to simply leaving her to suffer whatever most assuredly unwholesome intrusion upon her person was about to happen with the way it was grabbing her. "Illusion!" Ophelia wheezed out as loudly as she could as she struggled feebly against the grip of Arrayah's many awful limbs. "The brand, ah, Mask!" she gibbered quickly, struggling to remain serene as Arrayah likely simply overpowered her--and she continued to fight to escape with all of her might, unwilling to simply let whatever the monster wanted to do to her happen. She had no advice nor words of wisdom for her companions, knowing that whatever was happening to her they simply could not yet perceive--and for that, she was grateful. At least they would not know the suffering inflicted upon her, and it could instead fester within the madness that had long been growing within her.