She took a breather and repeated the process while controlling her breathing and relaxed her muscles. The nightmarish visions flooded in without mercy, her eyebrows crinkled in pain. Wrath's fist tightened as the memories pounded on her temple, sweat droplets trickled down like rain, she gritted her teeth as she felt a nosebleed coming.
"Master!" Eros shook her shoulders.
Wrath gasped for air, "I need to overcome this."
"You're not thinking straight, don't rush the process."
"I only have another day to figure this out, Pride ne– "
"Take as much time as you need, Pride will be fine. And so will Lust. Focus on yourself."
"I know that," she sighed and wiped the blood off her face, "but something doesn't feel right about it. I've never failed before."
"Take a short walk with me outside," he teleported.
