It coils around your feet and up your legs like a boa constrictor.

And, like such a snake, it tightens a little.

she gasped her face tear streaked and pale with fear.

Still winding up, the shadow tightens.

They say the best way to escape constrictors is to play dead and go limp, but since this an extension of Sibnele's power, would that even work?

she stops crying and falls limp on the ground fully accepting this.

The shadow loosens a little, but doesn't release you.

"Tch, out already. . ." Sibnele grumbles. "That's no fun."

she looked up at him blankly.

Sibnele glances up at the moon. "Hm, hm, strange. What shall I do now. . ."

He doesn't seem to realize that your conscious.

she uses this time to make the shield stronger so that nothing else could get in.

"Well, disembowelment is so plain. . .and messy. . .what else. . ." Sibnele seems to be trying to think of ways to kill you.

The shadow whisks away, either because of being in your shield, or that Sibnele doesn't care.

she shield becomes so strong with the layers of power you cant see her inside it.