When at last she hears him, feels the magic he's beginning to conjure, she's most assuredly not close enough to stop him. But Vera feels the power licking over her skin, something not simply limited to what is taught at the College. No, this is much more powerful, divine in nature, like a burn snaking down into her bones.

It's into an abandoned building she goes, and it's when she steps across the threshold that she regains some semblance of form. But he's spilled his blood and started; she can't stop what he's begun.

She has no shout to fall back on. Her eyes are wide as she rushes forward, the Rose cracking. "What are you doing?!" Destroying an artifact... Is that even possible? Her shock leaves her open, unguarded, and the sound of his name only has her staring in horror. Did he say...

No. It doesn't matter. He's using blood magic on a Daedric artifact. Vera strides forward to intercede, going for his arm. "Stop!"