When Sina hits the first trap, she collapses with a panicked yip, the charge racing up through her legs and, at least it feels this way, straight to the shard. She falls awkwardly, checks over her shoulder to see that the hunters are pursuing her-- hunters just like Dahlasanor's, like Isen and Sedi and-- it strikes her that she would never want to be on this end of Sedi's bow, and that spurs her out of her brief hesitation.
When the arrow lands at her feet she cries out again, crabbing backwards away from it in an effort to stumble to her feet, though she's hindered once more by a second shock of electricity.
Tears stream from her face as she clumsily brandishes her staff, previously strapped to her back, and uses it to lever her up from the ground so she can face her attackers.
"Harellan," she tearfully accuses, her hands shaking as she grips the weapon, knowing already it will be no match for loosed arrows.