Shnji's concentration wasn't all it could be. Arguing with the girl couldn't have been helping. The creeping feeling of that dark magick tugged at his mind. The fact that it gave him chills somehow pleased that aura.
Takashi felt an overwhelming sense that something had him in it's sights. He was weak, made helpless and defenseless by this woman, and then she brought him here, to this place. Oh, he would be ideal. Takashi felt the malicious threads of something... Something that was very, very bad.
Dawn's magicks felt odd here. They felt a little wrong, as if they were beginning to be warped in some way. It brought goosebumps to her skin, and a vague tingle of panic at the back of her mind.
((Not a problem, darlin'.))