No matter how desperately Aesa wished that none of this was real, she could not tear her eyes away from what was happening in front of her.
The bodies of Erend, Eccar, and Sylven remained motionless on the ice with their blood spread across the ice surface.
Her emotions surged through her with an intensity she had never experienced before. Every feeling that the Trial forced to the surface seemed several times stronger than it should have been, and Aesa knew exactly why.
The environment of the Trial was amplifying her emotions and turning feelings that should have been manageable into something almost impossible to control.
Knowing that fact did not make it any easier. Understanding what the Trial was doing to her did not give her the ability to simply stop it.
Aesa finally dropped to the ground. Her body felt heavy as if the weight of everything she was feeling had settled directly onto her shoulders.
