[ calm ] your muse telling mine to ‘ just breathe ‘ .
It had all gone terribly wrong, she wasn’t sure how nor even knew where it begin truthfully.
One moment she was walking along the shoreline headed for the Westfall lighthouse. A deep conversation was rather rare for her but the time had finally come to take a chance and share one of her secrets. Of course she had the promise he’d indulge one of his own in return. A secret for a secret.
She didn’t know what it was that interested her so much, was it the mystery of exactly what he wanted with her? Or more the curiosity of what it was that made him tick? Either way the thought had occurred that this was all a rouse and would end in bloodshed, the question was only who would strike first as neither was innocent of the magic that consumed them.
She thought she was ready, aware and alert of her surroundings at all times as she hadn’t yet decided to trust him, it just didn’t come that easy for her. But she was wrong, she was so focused on him and the beach before them that she couldn’t fathom an attack of this nature coming from above.
One moment they were deep in conversation, the next they both had but a second to blink at the sight of some cosmic force ripping through the space above them in a powerful flash of void energy. Neither had time to react let alone defend before the blast wave of unnatural dark energy hit them.
She came too unaware of the passage of time, there was only the knowledge that she was wet, soaked head to toe from the salty waters of the sea and gasping for breath. She coughed up some of the invasive waters as she rolled along the shore to her side looking around with eyes wide and confused.
In the distance she heard familiar hissing, that of her warp stalker Asagi attempting to fight off and defend the fallen elves who lay washed up along the shore. Her vision too blurred to make out what or who it was only shadows. Her eyes did see however the lump of familiar flesh that had been Illdraes laying face down an arms length from her. There was pools of dark liquid draining into the tide waters that she knew was blood from wounds of some sort but not yet why nor where. Was it her own blood or his?
She didn’t take time to find out, forcing herself to crawl to the Kaldorei she hardly knew and reaching out to turn his head towards hers as she checked for a pulse. It was there but faint, weak… fading. He looked as water logged as she felt. What had happened?
She knew death when she saw it, quickly she forced her shock induced body up to its knees and wrapped her legs around him as she rolled him to his back placing hands on either side of his face trying to wake him. One hand shaking his shoulder the other roughly smacking against his face. “Illdraes, Illdraes wake up! Just breathe!”
She yelled, but the ringing in her ears even dulled the sound of her own voice.
