[ Just when she thinks she's through the thick of things, she feels that hand snag around her wrist. Concentration lost as she staggers, the corridor vanishes in a sudden upheaval of black plumes.
Then instinct takes control and she reaches out with her free hand to summon her keyblade. Her follow through goes no further than that though. For as soon as she looks back, she freezes. The sense of deja vu is uncanny, painful. She leaves herself empty handed, the glance she casts under her hood uneasy. Afraid. But she makes no other move to get away for that moment. ]
/HIT FUUUUH
Then instinct takes control and she reaches out with her free hand to summon her keyblade. Her follow through goes no further than that though. For as soon as she looks back, she freezes. The sense of deja vu is uncanny, painful. She leaves herself empty handed, the glance she casts under her hood uneasy. Afraid. But she makes no other move to get away for that moment. ]