Talia stands before the large black lake a few miles from the compound she had been imprisoned. Beside her, Paladas’ bound body floats feet above the ground. He hovers between consciousness and unconsciousness only for Talia to send a jolt of electricity through his body when she feels him about to slip into the blissful darkness. For the pain he caused her, he would feel every ounce of it. Slowly.
“How do I get through the veil, Paladas?” She asks calmly, sending a more charged jolt of power through him. He cries out and she almost laughs. “Well?!” She demands, hating the person she could feel herself becoming.
“The...the spell...only...Cele...knows….” He struggles and coughs. Talia can hear the blood in his throat and she sends warm, healing energy into his body. As she does, she picks
