LANCE
I look at my shoes. At the black soil crunching under my feet. The blackness...I reach out. Stretch my senses...
Nothing. I sense nothing.
I grunt in frustration and look at her. "Seven, I gave up. I don't know what you want me to see. There's nothing in here." I said.
She gave me one lingering look and sigh. "You lost it I see. It's okay. Magnus can help you in your problem. We just need to bring him back to normal."
With that, she turn around. Not giving me another look. I followed her. My feet falling back. I look down at my hands.
What does she mean? Lost? Lost what? My power? Death is still here. My shadows are still with me. I haven't lost anything...
Or was she referring to something else?
I watch her lean closer to Magnus. He whip to meet her face. Her hands find it's way on his shoulders.
"What?"
"Your strides are too shallow." She answered.
Magnus sense something is wrong and have skidded to the side, trying to get away from her.
