Ankyra Sound i empty myself with light until i become morning

Her opponent is too large, and Rosalyn's wirey form unsuited to fighting pinned.  She squirmed, desperate now to get loose, but she can't even call out with the grip the other has.  She should have been more ready, and now she's pinned.

Her breath was struggling from the chokehold and the shaking, but still she attempted to squirm out.  If she could just... get... loose.  She could run, and she'd have a chance.

Then she felt herself lifted, and abruptly there was nothing.