Ozeroth, who had wondered why the Spirit King had suddenly paused, narrowed his eyes, turning toward the source.
'What's that?'
That surge of energy… it was coming from where Zoey was!
Zoey's eyes snapped open. All she could see was purple. All she could feel was… power.
Intense. Unimaginable. In her entire nineteen years of existence, Zoey had never felt this level of power before.
'No… not nineteen.'
In her mind, Zoey saw memories. No. She didn't just see them, she lived through them. Centuries of battle. Centuries of blood and carnage. Centuries of Lumindra, the Enchanting Drake.
The first time Zoey had bonded with Lumindra, she had gone through her memories, or at least, she thought she had. But this… this was different.
She could feel it. This was everything. Nothing was hidden. The things Lumindra had done, and the emotions she had felt while doing them, they were all laid bare.
And Zoey's heart couldn't help but ache.
