Sina dropped to her knees behind Nari and doubled over into a coughing fit, one hand against her sternum and lightly glowing as she tried to angle herself away from the Templar. She glanced over her shoulder at the man on his horse, and the blessed sight of Nahariel standing between them. Interrupted by another cough, she opted to let them suss things out, not that she'd have been able to contribute much anyway.