Cryptic

Brantley took one step back knowing who Ileus was. He put his hands up in the air and said, "Ask her to step back or the altar that you are standing upon would become your sacrificing ground." 

Dawn turned her head towards Emma with yet another shocked expression. Her face paled, when she saw Emma baring her fangs with anger, her red eyes going wild. 

"What is going on?" asked Dawn. The lights in her hands now reached her forearms, the magic growing stronger with each passing second. 

Ileus lowered his sword. Sensing feeble movement beneath the altar, he looked dangerously at Emma. "You are one bitch, Emma! Did you really think that you could raise Dorza by sacrificing Dawn here? Or were you planning to sacrifice me?" He looked up at the heavy canopy that covered them and flicked his fingers. "You think you can fool me?" The branches of the trees started to grow rapidly. 

Emma backed as fear loomed in her eyes.