Cecilia's eye narrowed. It was both filled with anger and somewhat blinded by the smoke. It took everything in her to avoid protesting his little remark. She could hit him. She was sure of it. She just needed to push his luck to the limit-- to stretch it until it broke. She raised a shield that caught the brunt of the lash before caving in. It had only been a few moments and already she was feeling drained. Darkness enveloped her hands and shot forth at Klarion with a vengeance. One blast after the other. Then came the wind. She might have guessed Alannah would interfere.