Nita shakes her head to try and clear her vision again. The bright, Bright, immortal part of her balances some of the Dark's influence on her, but she's still mortal. The power raging around her makes her head pound.
She drops into a crouch, holding the shield, and scans the area for something palpable to attack, someone who needs help.
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Date: 2006-06-17 06:53 am (UTC)She drops into a crouch, holding the shield, and scans the area for something palpable to attack, someone who needs help.