ELENA'S POV
Seraphine helped me off the floor and into the chair by the window.
She didn't say anything for a full minute. Just stood beside me with one hand on my shoulder while my breathing evened out and the shaking in my hands gradually slowed to something manageable.
The others in the room had gone quiet. Even Ryker, who had come back inside at some point during the training session, was still. Watching without watching, the way people did when they understood something significant had just happened and didn't yet know what their role in it was.
"I need water," I said.
Petra had a bottle in my hand before I finished the sentence.
I drank. Slowly this time. I made myself breathe between swallows.
"The vision," I said to Seraphine. "It wasn't like the first flashes. It wasn't ima
