Before they got to the island Rhea had started changing back to her original self.The faint rune marks still lingered on her skin, which, though lighter, was still a shade darker than before.
The door to Zeenare's chamber flung open with an urgency that matched his desperation. "Get Ravira here this minute!" he ordered.
"Yes," Aluna replied, his eyes wide with surprise at the sight of Rhea's blood-soaked body.
Zeenare gently laid Rhea on his bed, his movements precise and careful. He peeled off the blood-soaked clothes from her skin, his heart pounding in his chest. He had see the level of destruction in that apartment a moment ago, and the Rhea he saw was a terrifying force of nature, a creature of pure power when he got there but now, she was just Rhea—pale, quiet, and unconscious.
