The air around him crackled with an unnatural air, something that Arella could not place her finger on. The air around him subtly warped, and although Arella could not see the flow of mana, she could feel how it was shifting into the man.
Arella took in a slow breath, pushing down the unease that crept up her spine as they took quick steps to where Echo had pinned the intruder to the ground. She gestured with her staff, and Echo growled, applying more pressure with his paws.
The man let out a low grunt of pain as Arella pointed the tip of her staff to the man, "Who are you?" She demanded, her voice steady despite the unsettling energy in the air, "Who sent you?" Her eyes narrowed, the pulse of her magic crackling at the edge of her staff. It was a warning.