As she was pulled into the distortion field, she lost her grip on Athena's tail and panicked. It was hard to remember to breathe, then it was hard to breathe, once she was through.
She was pulled through the rift into light: searing light, unearthly radiance beating at her eyes, burning her skin. Her body reacted before she even consciously sorted things out.
The radiance began to fade, and she fought to make out shapes. She felt...odd, not...quite herself, but...before she could focus on the cause, she saw her. Her little kitten, was she--swimming? Floating? Either way, she was alone!
She leapt off the rock formations she'd landed on, and found herself floating as well. What was holding her up? She tried to look behind her and--it wasn't wings. It was...was...
Flash of utter icy dread through her. The tendrils the succubus had had, so many years ago, the succubus she thought she'd parted ways with forever in lost Valruna, and now...there they were. What did it mean?
She caught sight of her little girl again. Spiraling down...or was it up? It was so hard to tell. She dove after her.
There! She saw her again, little grey paws moving as if on a walkway only she could see. Maybe there was, she thought frantically, maybe she knows something I don't--
--but in the meantime, what was happening to her?!
(Continued in part XLI.)
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