[When he grabs hold of her, he'll notice it. She's trembling both in anger at what the sensation reminded her of and from the strain. She's never had much physical training and it's showing.]

I- felt a tug. One I've felt countless times.

[Don't mind her, still trying to turn her hands into claws to find better purchase. It's not working very well. Her voice is quiet when she continues.]

Almost as if a templar reached out for my magic and temporarily sealed it, but somehow colder. ...I can't shift my hands.