Leïlana was terrified, she was alone in the tower with Zarkhaïm giving her his direct orders. He was extremely brutal and she felt that he would kill her if she didn't succeed this time. She was scared to harm him and she had much reticence to start but he immediately pressed on her. She didn't ask questions and placed her hands on the orb. The energy around was sucked and Zarkhaïm was the first target of the spell.
Leïlana canalized the orb, she felt that Zarkhaïm's energy was unlimited. She was touching the true essence of his being and she was more and more terrified by the creature that was next to her.
The orb didn't stop to take his life force, she trembled as she felt things were without control. His power was not something she should have used, she couldn't control it anymore, no matter how much she tried, the orb was slowly breaking under her hands and she was silently praying to every god she could know by name, no matter if she believed in them or not.
Soon she scented Miroïr again. She could see through his eyes, Zarkhaïm understood it and he pressed her to describe what she was seeing, almost yelling at her. The tower started to tremble. The orb was designed to make the tower travel but it could not access the location for some reason. Leïlana had issues breathing, the connection was too strong for her and she felt ripped apart between her body in the tower and Miroïr's body. Wounds appeared and her blood spread on her clothes. The impatience of the monster next to her was reaching its climax and Zarkhaïm was barking at her.
"Where is he?! Speak!"
Leïlana tried to calm down and took a deep breath, she tried to speak but her mouth was full of blood and her voice was feeling drowned. She had an intense pain in her back and marks of chains appeared on her wrists. Zarkhaïm caught her hands furiously. His crimson eyes were like fire, he would have beaten her himself if she was not his only hope. She found the force to speak with a low and broken voice.
"I see a white wall, there are golden prison bars. The air is fresh and hurts my throat.
The chains on my wrists are made of gold. The floor is ivory. I don't see well, my blood is everywhere. Someone whipped and beat me. I cannot see the person, the whip is made of black leather, but the hanger and the lanyard's tips are golden."
Her pain was incredible, she was crying, and she had no control over the situation. Zarkhaïm was pushing and using her against her will. She begged for his mercy.
"Please, make me back, I cannot stand it anymore. Please! Help me!" She cried at the top of her lungs.
Zarkhaïm pressed his hand on her shoulder, he could not care less about her. He impulsed more energy and that was far from what Leïlana could handle. She was still linked to the orb when it broke, then, she felt the earth shaking.
The orb shined intensely. She wanted to run away but she limped, wounded. She rushed to the entrance in pain and panic.
When she opened the door she fell to her knees in despair. The landscape was changing in front of her. She understood with horror that she succeeded, the orb took the tower into a transportation spell, but since it could not go to Miroïr's location, it roamed wildly through space and ages, trapping her inside.
She saw in front of her wide-opened eyes different times, places, and people. Leïlana was lost. She turned to Zarkhaïm with a despaired look, she panicked completely and shouted at him.
"What happened?! Where are we? We are trapped between different worlds! Zarkhaïm! What can we do now?!"
Zarkhaïm didn't even turn in her direction. Two gigantic wings appeared on his back. Zarkhaïm broke the wall in front of him and flew outside the tower. Leïlana was submerged by great anxiety. She walked into the middle of the tower and screamed in agony.
"Don't leave me alone!"
She screamed and cried for hours. Once she stopped, a terrific silence took place. Her wounds were burning her body, but that was nothing compared to the pain she felt understanding her fate in this tower.
She had no other choice than to find a solution to heal herself, alone. Leïlana immediately came to her senses. She faced the urgency of the situation and searched through all the Tower's supplies. She found bandages and drugs, she did as best as she could. Right after, she took the initiative to do an inventory of what she had.
Days after day, nights after night, or maybe they were weeks and months? Leïlana was overpowered by a need to survive. She found a certain peace in being alone in the tower, using this time to read everything and study every science she could. The calm was starting to be pleasant. She transformed the main room and the offices, she made a home out of the tower. A true home for herself, alone.
"Miroïr would kill me," she chuckled to herself while she was packing his notes in a chest, not where he initially placed them. It was her way to keep sane in this loneliness, she was misplacing his items regularly and imagining how he would scold her later when he discovered it.
In the meantime, she learned to use the orb to navigate between space and time by studying the arts of Miroïr. The tower had the potential to be an incredible tool. If she could control it to choose where to come and when, she could influence the worlds, the futures, the pasts, and the multiple possible presents. She could influence what never existed but her priority was to retrieve her motherland. It became her obsession.
She had no idea how much time passed, time was a lost notion now. Her hands were damaged trying to repair and manipulate the orb. She was focusing on Miroïr's image, trying to find back the sensations she had when she found him, but each time she opened the door, there was nothing. She could see nothing, not the dark, not the light, not land, not the space. It was simply nothing. Lost.
Leïlana tried again, focusing on Zarkhaïm, the tower moved and she knew this time there was something behind the door. She rushed to the entrance with excitation, ready to come back to the castle. When she opened the door, she saw a land of darkness. Terrible creatures were flying around the tower as they were attracted by the light and started to attack it immediately. She closed the door as fast as possible. The creatures were smashing into the walls of the tower and pieces of stone were falling, the impacts were incredibly violent. Leïlana was tetanized, she was not a warrior and she had never seen such beasts before, so she screamed to the orb in despair.
"Please! Bring me to Jäwell!"