(Dual POV - Devan & Korra)
DEVAN'S POV
The walk to the gates felt longer than it should have.
Devan moved through the fortress corridors alone, every step taking him closer to a choice he did not want to make, behind him he could hear his warriors following at a distance, their breathing labored, their scents tinged with fear and something else, something chemical and wrong.
The dampening field was affecting them already, anyone with even a trace of royal blood in their lineage was feeling it, the sick gray light seeping through the fortress walls, draining their strength, turning their wolves sluggish and confused.
He could see it happening as he passed groups of warriors stationed in the hallways, some were on their knees coughing, others leaning against walls trying to stay upright
