Neith began to stagger, as if every thought in her mind was in conflict. Her body collapsed, and the surroundings began to shift abruptly. The vast desert dissolved, replaced by a series of different places flashing by at a dizzying speed: a great golden hall, a ruined temple, and then places that gave Ethan a strange sense of nostalgia, although he didn't remember them all, like a forest, an ancient mansion, and even his own office.
Ethan tried to hold her, attempting to steady himself amidst the changing scenes.
"Neith… hang on!" he pleaded, concern clear in his voice. "I'm going to get you out of here. Focus on my voice!"
As the illusions continued to shift around them, Ethan remembered the process he had used to break free from his own illusion.
