(The low rumble, the glass splintering, something loud bending, about to break... it's uncomfortably familiar to her. Kind of like being in a crash. Hey, how does she get out of here again? Another loud crack makes her jump, and she reaches her hand up to dissolve the shield...
And pauses, her eyes wide, thinking. If she stops the spell, will the darkness pour in here and smother her? If there's something huge outside trying to get in, will it simply crush her? She's not sure what to do.)
Okay, (she calls out uncertainly,) I think I'm done now. Stop, please.
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And pauses, her eyes wide, thinking. If she stops the spell, will the darkness pour in here and smother her? If there's something huge outside trying to get in, will it simply crush her? She's not sure what to do.)
Okay, (she calls out uncertainly,) I think I'm done now. Stop, please.