What had happened, I wondered, holding up my head. What was that vision I had just seen or was it a dream? Who was Xerxes? What was going on?
"Pull yourself together Reya and come and help me!" screamed Aaron in pain.
"What do you want me to do?" I asked, still startled at how I had only slipped out for a few seconds and in front of me was Aaron. What had gone wrong by the way? How had he gotten here?
"I can't feel her," a child's voice said beside me. I turned to see Kivo, the son of the banshee floating beside me.
"What?" I asked.
"The old soul you have in you, the old Reya, I cannot feel her. It seems like she is truly gone."
What was he talking about?
"Look Reya, I know you're a little confused right now but don't let Reya's sacrifice be in vain! Just get rid of that monster before us and let us be done with it," Aaron started as it dawned on me that the Primordial in me had done something crazy.
