Chapter 352: Whispers of Dread
"Xiviyah, what is it? Please, wake up!"
I came out of the vision slowly, groggily opening my eyes to find Korra peering anxiously down at me. She held me tight in her arms, holding me close enough I could feel her rapidly palpating heart beating against my breast.
"I’m...alright," I groaned, rubbing a horn.
Visions were never easy, especially when I didn’t have a few hours of sleep to come out of it. This time especially though felt rough, perhaps because of the forced nature. The Oracle of Eternity proved yet again its differences from the Eyes of Fate. Instead of just warning me of incoming ripples in fate, it allowed me the chance to see them. With all of my practice controlling my visions, I could have stopped it had I really wanted to. Now, after witnessing the coming conflicts, I was grateful I hadn’t.
Korra smoothed a strand of crimson hair away from my face. "What happened? You just collapsed, and I...um, didn’t know what to do."
"Thanks," I whispered, looking up into her worried green eyes. "I’m alright now. Just need a second to catch my breath."
Gradually, my strength returned and I struggled to sit up. Korra’s hands were strong and firm, easing me back against the backrest of my chair. Nodding my thanks, I gently pushed her away, letting her return to her seat as I looked around the table. I’d missed most of their planning, but there were a few changes we were going to make.
"Orion, when did you say the demons were supposed to arrive?" I asked, looking at the two soldiers.
He shrugged. "Our scouts have been tailing them, but it’s difficult to get an accurate reading of the situation. The last I heard, Jackal was planning for their arrival at Bluegate in a little under a week."