Much as Ellisaria dislikes the intimation of weakness, she dislikes being impaled on a mountainside even more. Her human form is simply more subtle, and thus better suited to evading the gronn.
Unfortunately, it is also conveniently sized to be eaten in one gulp by the mirror-faced snake (what) that comes out of literally nowhere.
At least she is alive to be indignant, even if she's no longer in Outland.
She's able to insist this loudly enough that the illusion breaks.
...It's hard to tell, but there's another one under it. The rocks don't feel like they're where they should be (though Ellisaria can't hear Brisingr humming or singing).
Brisingr's spell weaves in and out, subtle and quiet -
But Ellisaria can break it. Probably. She can now hear Brisingr humming, her head bobbing - she seems not to have moved.
(But there's an odd wind behind Ellisaria...)
She pulls the earth - the true earth - up and over. This isn't real, and she needs things that are to focus on.
Brisingr apparently loses concentration when she does that, and the illusion breaks as Brisingr - revealed to not be the humming dragon (which dissolves), but to have been the one flying past Ellisaria - yelps and moves to avoid.
Shrug. "Better than any mortal I've run across, and dragons here aren't susceptible to this sort of stuff at all."
Hum. "I think there's anything that works on us, if someone's powerful enough - but that's the sort of thing story tellers disagree about."
"Yeah. Powerful Maiar and such are rare, and in the great wars of the First Age it was mostly people on our side using illusions."
"But there aren't really a lot of powerful Maiar anymore, so they're not ending up in the stories - they left, except for the cockroach."
"I'll have to make sure that the poets describe you in sufficiently flattering terms."
"They do! But people who haven't seen you might not believe in your beauty as much as they should."
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