Wrath's visions dimmed as she slowly slid down to her knees with one hand gripping the railing with all her might. The spell had always given her a nauseating feeling; as if her stomach was being flipped inside out.
Though she had done it hundred over times with a duration of less than few hours each, the feeling was not something she could get used to or brace for. Being an exceptional young witch, she was gifted with remarkable endurance and ability to heal well from self-inflicted injuries. One could say that it was her specialty; other than element manipulation.
Unlike her energetic granddaughter, Lilith had accidentally blocked her third eye gate few years before Wrath's birth. Since then, she could only sense their presence and sometimes hear things. There were perks of closing one's eye, but it wouldn't be a recommended practice for people with many demonic enemies.
