Evangeline feeds aether into the stone, waiting until it pulsates a dull yellow before reaching out to touch it.
Immediately her mind is full of the screams and calls of the horde. Her head spins, and she pulls her finger back, breathing heavily. All three tears were real. She rubs a temple, perhaps it was unwise for her to touch them, the last seemed to tear through her considerable resistance. However she knew no other way to determine if the stones were genuine.
Mind still swimming from the tear's influence, she scoots the three stones together on the table, their lights pulsing in unison.
"Now to see what happens when they are in a group..." She exhales, trying to push the sound of beating wings and rushing skies to the back of her mind, feeding aether into the group of stones.
Almost immediately the stones grow bright.
Too bright.
Their energies seemed to bounce back and forth, concentrating the aether like lenses.
A searing pain fills her eyes as she falls backwards onto the floor, twitching and screaming in pain as the room fills with the scent of burned flesh.
She howls, clutching her throbbing eye sockets, seeing nothing but terrible blinding light. Faintly though,
Ever so faintly in her pain addled mind.
She can see the outlines of wings.
Immediately her mind is full of the screams and calls of the horde. Her head spins, and she pulls her finger back, breathing heavily. All three tears were real. She rubs a temple, perhaps it was unwise for her to touch them, the last seemed to tear through her considerable resistance. However she knew no other way to determine if the stones were genuine.
Mind still swimming from the tear's influence, she scoots the three stones together on the table, their lights pulsing in unison.
"Now to see what happens when they are in a group..." She exhales, trying to push the sound of beating wings and rushing skies to the back of her mind, feeding aether into the group of stones.
Almost immediately the stones grow bright.
Too bright.
Their energies seemed to bounce back and forth, concentrating the aether like lenses.
A searing pain fills her eyes as she falls backwards onto the floor, twitching and screaming in pain as the room fills with the scent of burned flesh.
She howls, clutching her throbbing eye sockets, seeing nothing but terrible blinding light. Faintly though,
Ever so faintly in her pain addled mind.
She can see the outlines of wings.
