She floated on her back for a moment, staring up at the high, gilded ceiling. It was strange—this entire body felt wrong, too large, too heavy, too foreign—but the water helped, at least a little.
She needed to figure this entire situation out as quickly as she could.
She didn't know how long she would be stuck like this, in a body that definitely did not belong to her, and in a world that definitely did not welcome her. The sooner she and Haniel found Kratel's missing soul, or the reason why she was here in the first place, the sooner she could return to her own body. Assuming her real body was still intact and waiting for her.
That thought sent a shiver down her spine.
She remembered how she had been fighting, and how she had been hurt, by whatever creatures had been attacking them. The last thing she had seen had been Varziel, floating over her, before she had passed out. Was he alright? Did he fight with the monsters on his own? What about Cassie? And Velmoria?
