Natalia was getting upset. She’d just watched Raven get stabbed and Mitchell befall an injury as well, the world around them as they were stuck inside a barrier seemed to be at war and no one was able to get it down. Someone was keeping pressure on Raven’s wound so she wouldn’t bleed out, but time was ticking away. As it did, every once in a while the area where she stood, someone attempted to come near or attack. As she cast spells and used magic, she could feel the ancestors that seemed to be in her head constantly practically begging her to accept them, to let them help her. Natalia’s resolve was dwindling and little by little she could feel her magic getting stronger. A vampire neared her to attack and she whipped around quickly reciting a spell that brought the vampire to his knees. As he lay there writhing she saw Connor. “I need your help. Raven’s hurt…Mitch is hurt and we need to get out of this barrier,” she told him. She looked back down at the vampire, reciting the spell once more, causing him to writhe in pain.