'What the fuck?!' Staring at her veins now devoid of mana, Linkle's eyes quivered, for there was little she could do without her magic. And by the time she hesitantly lifted her head, Tris, June, Hannah, and Aradin fell unconscious to the floor with the sound of something blunt hitting them in the back of their heads.
Panting with angst, she quickly glanced over to Shamisha. The socceress was still standing, but her scaredy nature as a bunny had frozen her solid. Slowly, as her hand reached for her shoulders, however, the sorceress's eyes blinked and her body nearly jumped in horror. Upon realizing that it was Linkle, she calmed a little, but that didn't quench her fear all that much.