(Azriel POV)
Azriel awoke to a deep pain in all limbs. She felt broken and twisted, and raw. Even breathing was a pain as if someone had contracted her lungs. She heard a voice wheezing in the most terrible manner, each breath a heavy push. In a slow painful, moment she opened her eyes and realized that she was back in The Blight and the Shamam had left her. She was alone, and yet, she saw a small cup lying next to her.
