Team Daenerys!
Daenerys could hear the rushing in her ears as her adrenaline coursed through her veins. The ends of her skirt were scorched from one of the demons, she was left barefoot and suspending in the air from a bright light emanating from the sky. Violet eyes closed as she tried to pull all her strength and courage together. This was just another test, it was just a test of her strength and her will to be queen. If she could survive this, she was sure she could survive anything this town might throw at her - maybe not alone, as she was quickly learning, but somehow she would make it out of this alive.
The light from the tear surged brightly, engulfing her body as the symbol on her hand shined brightly, "It's almost over ---" She called down to Michonne and Wolverine. "I can feel it..." She didn't know what she could feel, but she knew the tear was sealing up like a ripped piece of linen. Suddenly, a bright flash of light rippled across the town square. The light that had a grasp on Dany's arm pulsed and then instantly receded like a wave pulling away from the shore.
The sudden loss of the connection brought Dany falling from the sky. A surprised scream came from her as she dropped from the air and landed on the dead body of one of the demons. Pushing herself to sit up, she looked around the town square, and then finally at Michonne, who was closest to her, "I think it's over -- Thank you." Her voice was low, after all the din the demons made, her ears were ringing. Glancing down at Michonne's leg, a guilty look washed over her. She felt bad, like this might have somehow been her fault.