conduit.” I frowned and shook my head a little as if testing if I was hearing her right.
“Oh no, no, no, that's a bad idea…besides, we don’t even know if it will work again and the last time…” She cut me off once more.
“Look, I have depleted my power, meaning I have nothing left in me after using it all to save my own life and stitch my head back together so I wouldn’t bleed to death. But with this, well, if I had the barest amount that the Eye could offer, I could get us down there and away from the Hellhounds.” I had to admit the louder the growls behind us were getting, then the more I thought this plan had merit. However, I felt I had to say once more,
“I don't know, Nero, this sounds dangerous,” I said, clearly uneasy about this whole thing, but then as I had only moments ago she made the point of saying,
“What's more dangerous than being ripped apart? Come on, Fae, I don't like this anymore than you do but what other choice do we have?” Her panicked voice rose to the point of being almost high-pitched telling me that fear was making her desperate. She didn’t want to do this anymore than I wanted her to, but what choice did we have?
None.
“Alright, let's do this,” I agreed pulling the material from my shoulders ready to use the Eye of Crimson once more and this time, all I could hope for was that instead of showing me my death it would aid us…in preventing it.
“Are you sure you're ready for this?” I asked with the material open at the ready to touch the Eye. Nero rolled her shoulders and answered me truthfully,
“No, not really, but let's do it anyway.” After this we both nodded at each other at the same time and just as I touched the Eye, Nero clasped my shoulder. Thankfully, this time something happened, as the reaction was instantaneous. I closed my eyes and sucked in a breath as I drew up the power it offered. It was as if the Eye already knew what we faced and this time gave me what I wanted, without visions of the past or future.
I heard Nero suck in a startled breath before she whimpered as if the power she was gaining from me was too much. It was a strange feeling as the energy from the Eye went straight into me and then out again, and for once, it didn't stay in me. It was almost as if it was being stolen, even though I, myself was letting it go. Truth be told, it was a conflicting feeling that had me fighting my emotions, as on one side, I was growing angry that it was being taken from me and on the other, I was thankful that it was.
So, I tried to focus more on the feeling of calm and serenity. As if I knew that I was letting it go for a good reason, one other than death and destruction. Either way, I knew when it became too much for Nero and this was what made me sever the connexion. I quickly sucked in more air and the second I could breathe easier again, I turned to check that she was okay.
Her eyes were completely white, making me realise now that when I had seen her on the ground and bleeding in the temple, it hadn't been the face of death as I first thought. Her eyes changed because she was channelling the last of her power into healing herself. Although now there was a slight difference, being that the extra power had manifested itself in her eyes as a crimson ring that circled the white.
I shrugged her off my shoulder breaking yet another part of the connection, then I grabbed her face and shook it a little, dispelling whatever had gripped her. Then I told her,
“Now is not the time to freak out, Nero, now is the time to get your head in the game and do the shit you promised.” She shook her head a little when I dropped my hold on her cheeks and seemed to have snapped out of whatever it was that had gripped her.
“You good?” I checked making her nod once before she shook her slight frame and then cracked her knuckles. I looked behind us to see that the Hellhounds would be at us in less than a minute for they were