Rachel sat quietly. She was not thinking, meditating, hoping, or believing. She was just sitting. Her mind was blank as her soul naturally stirred and tried to bring what she needed to bear. And what did she need? Solitude, hope, joy, truth? It was hard to say and even harder to define. This was the life of a Milana that actually worked to maintain realm balance. When she did as she wished, when she wished, and with who she wished her life was so much different.
She sighed deeply. That was all it took a single distraction and her thoughts were dispersed, the entire exercise rendered worthless. She stood and stretched, her mind still clear but her body in knots. She was in the Abyss below Lanical. When she heard what Nillasient had done her blood had gone cold and raging hot at the same time. She called her soulmates to her, with the exception of those that were Alyanna, and Ashanti's team to her.
They all reacted in the same way and they prepared for their trip into the abyss.
