It was like she was standing outside of herself and watching everything unfold before herself. Unable to really react as she usually would have wanted. When did she become so soft? Maybe it was when her and Rawi split ways? Or she just didn't believe violence was the answer in this. When did that happen? "That isn't going to help-" She heard herself say to Zimo telling her to help pin Tiketh down; considering she wasn't even the one attempting to pelt him into a forcible nap! Blinking in disbelief with a eye over her shoulder to Annie asking her what was happening, though to be blunt she didn't even know if she knew the answer. The two of them were fighting and dodging and wielding magic and weapons; Sira just sort of temporarily existed. She had no desire to help either one of them in the way that she probably should have. Annie was now trying to put her bow together. Tiketh was making off like a mad man out the back and over the fence without much effort; shoulders slumped inwards knowing that she should have done something but if they couldn't even burn the damn spirit at the manor; then what the hell could they do now! "Ben-" Sira muttered lowly watching before giving herself a violent mental shake, "Tiketh goddesses damnit! We need to alert the guards of Rauru, we are no match for him." Sira stated all the sudden unsure of what the hell she was really doing. It was fun not understanding where her own abilities lied.