Leonora's dream ended, but instead of waking with control of her own body, she felt herself pushed aside.
She could still see, hear, and even feel everything, but her will wasn't what moved her limbs.
It was the Supreme of Water who held the reins.
'Remember your promise,' Leonora's voice echoed sharply in her own head.
"I know," the Supreme of Water answered aloud, though no one else was there.
A smile curled at her lips.
Her figure blurred and then streaked across the Underworld, tearing through distance in seconds.
She stopped only when she reached the massive gates of the palace that guarded the path to the Gate of the Underworld.
And there, waiting, was Agares.
The rank three Grim Reaper's form was imposing, broad-shouldered with a mane of golden hair that framed his sharp face like that of a lion.
His piercing blue eyes locked onto her instantly, and there was nothing friendly about the weight of that stare.
Agares commanded the Grim Reapers now.
