All power rested unto Malia's hands. It was either she failed or she lost.
She started to pace the room. Thoughts started to run through her head. Most of them were of Zedicus' words and some were of the past events. Some things that she didn't understand before, she started to see early.
"I saw the Phoenix on your back," Zedicus' words replayed in her head.
She subconsciously brought her hand to her back and felt the spot. It was just her skin that she felt there. There was nothing different.
"Someone had to keep the power for her safely," Zedicus' words reached her ears again. She could almost hear his voice telling her the same things
She thought of the implications. Indeed someone had to keep the power for Alexia safely. This made her connect the dots little by little.
