Eilis felt something gnaw at the back of her mind, something was stirring in her heart and she wasn’t sure what it was. 
Her bindings flared and pulsated but no punishment came forth, as if its power was too low to sting. 
Something WAS terribly wrong, normally the punishment was instant.
Fear crept up, that feeling of having a stone filled gut, heavy, hard and immovable and she felt it now all too clearly.
It was then for a brief moment her eyes caught a flash of another sight.
An another light, a similar day and her being suddenly surrounded by smoke. A thick curtain that obscured her sight as the onslaught of battle raged around her, merely seeing shadows and lights flare up from within.
Startled she blinked and looked behind her, no longer seeing Arn there. Looking back in front of her the wyrm she was riding on was gone too, in fact she was no longer flying. 
She was standing on the ground alone amongst the the smoke and her fear now fully gripped her heart as a large explosion went off beside her.
Diving to the side, she expected the pain of landing on the hard ground to follow, but as her closed eyes opened she found she was back on the wyrm again as if she never had left.
Arn's strong arms still surrounded her and she wondered if he even had noticed something had been amiss. 
Turning her eyes and mind back to the battle she saw Arn had turned them around and was heading back to the  battlefield.
She wondered if he had seen something too, but she held her tongue for now, thinking she wasn't even sure if she understood enough to explain what had happened to him. 
Figuring she could do her own tests in the meantime she tried closing her eyes again to see if she could invoke whatever it was tha had happened, but as she opened them again they were still there, the Wyrm’s head in front of her and Arn's secure warmth behind her.
Flying and diving through the clouds they hurried to rejoin the battle.
Eilis shooks her head unconsciously as if to shake herself back to focus. 
[i]Find Tyrhallan[/i], she mentally told herself. 
As soon as she connected with his spirit again, she helped Arn find him. 
“There he is on the left,” She said pointing him out, her arm stretched out exposed and pointing at the red armoured knight. 
Before something made her turn to her right before reacting almost instinctively.
Her tattoo’s glowed again this time brighter as the Wyrm barely avoided a large stone ball that the Belisian’s had set on fire and flung at the enemy frigate. 
Eilis trembled at the shock she received afterwards and Arn could now witness the bindings at work from up close.
They hissed and cracked as Eilis smothered a painful cry. 
Her instinctual magic had saved them, by force pushing the wyrm they were riding on downwards, but because she had no chance to build her magic up, she had to release such amounts that her bindings triggered even harsher too. She felt something wet drip down from her nose and quickly wiped it away, knowing what it probably was. 
Her eyes caught sight of a blood red smear and stubbornly she ignored in trying to forget her pain and focus on their surroundings again, before her scenery changed once more.
She was on the ground now, covered in dirt and Earth, watching as the smoke that obscured her vision seemed to part way for a moment before she rolled out of the way as a fireball was hurled at her, striking the ground next to her.
Terrified she gazed back at where this attack had come from, whilst trying to scramble back on her feet again. Horrified she watched as a large silhouette formed, its form morphing and changed, grower smaller as it grew near but its appearance no less terrifying as it stepped out of the smoke and into view.
Black armour obscured almost all of the individual and a great deal of power oozed forth from the individual.
A low rumbling sounded as he raised his armoured gauntlet towards her and she felt being pulled forward, her struggles no match for the strength and raw power of the magic that was used against her.
It started to tighten and constrict around her. Holding her into a vice like grip that started to squeeze  and crush her slowly, bit by bit.
[color=1b1464]“You traitorous viper,”[/color] A deep voice spoke with barely contained anger.
[color=1b1464]“Your treachery and sacrilege is over and done with.”[/color]
Eilis felt her very breath catch, before she felt the power fall instantly, as she was released and fell back on her knees onto the ground.
[color=f7941d]“The world needed answers…”[/color] She heard a voice speak, she frowned it felt as if it came from her, though her lips never moved and the voice that spoke wasn’t hers.
[color=1b1464]“You needed your high you mean! You selfish bastard. How many did you offer up? How many did you sacrifice? How many?!”[/color]
To Eilis the silence felt deafening, sensing a feeling of guilt and yet at the same time a strange sense of justification.
She heard the voice answer again.
[color=f7941d]“Your brother’s sacrifice showed me we can still stop the undoing of this world. His life offered me that small inkling of sight that I needed.”[/color]
[color=1b1464]“No.” [/color]The black armoured figure spat in fury and Eilis felt herself being violently strung up as the invisible chains around her returned forcing her off the ground. 
Choking and feeling the pain of such strong force magic, made her feel powerless. It felt like her very back could be snapped in two and her muscles simply turned limp.
[color=1b1464]“I will carve the very soul out of your miserable carcass! It is only right after what you did to my brother!”[/color]
[color=f7941d]“It…will…not bring…him…back.”[/color]
[color=1b1464]“I know. But at least I will have justice. Revenge for him and all the others.”[/color]
Eilis suddenly noticed more figures in the smoke, surrounding them, as the squeezing continued she felt her breath stop and her sight grow dark, as a pitch black darkness clouded her vision.
 
A loud explosion next to her however startled her and made her gasp for air in shock and further confusion.
Her sights returned to the familiar battlefield, their wyrm and her dependable Arn that had shielded her from the incoming attack.
[i]How long had she been out of it? Had she been out of it? What the hell was happening to her? [/i]
She gripped her head in worry and fear.
[i]What exactly had she seen? [/i]
[i]A memory? A premonition?[/i]
She realized those all the questions she had would have to wait, they were in a bloody battlefield and the last thing they needed was for her to become a liability.
They were all risking their lives, she couldn’t let Arn down not now.
“Arn, do what you do best…and don’t worry I’ll be fine.” She spoke with more confidence than she actually felt.
Her eyes focused again on the battlefield, taking in the sights and sides.
She noticed how the Dragon knights swooped in on the opening that Tyrhallan created for them. How Tyrhallan had shot up the bridge and was making his way to the edge, leaping into the air as an explosion went off behind him, blasting the guns to disuse.
The winged knights had mages riding along, taking down all that they could before they focused on the large frigate. She assumed that they were hoping that by stopping that frigate the mental blow would be enough for the Vaimese to retreat and re-strategize, buying them some extra time. 
Sensing someone familiar her eyes turned to single out a blonde dragon rider and her mage. 
She remembered the young man from the ship…he was one of Arn’s. Toby.
She gripped Arn’s arm as she noticed how a smaller ship was slowly aiming its gun turrets at them, they wouldn’t be able to escape its fury…
They would be blast out of them skies. 
As she watched Tyrhallan somersault through the air using his ki and his armour to leap the distance to another frigate…if they went after him they would condemn the other two to certain death.
Making a rash decision and praying the All Mother that she was right about this she grabbed the reins from Arn without explanation before she send them plummeting towards Arn’s former pupil.
Quite literally forcing their Wyrm in front of them, she raised her left hand out towards the guns that were now facing them.
An unearthly scream erupted from her as she called upon her force magic. Her bindings hissed violently and cracked her skin even further as her eyes whitened out and pure light and force wind surrounded them.  
A blinding light covered them just as the rumble of the guns thundered, as it released its fury upon them.
The large bullets clashed against her shield and were hurled back violently, striking the ship that had launched them due to its proximity.
One of the guns was rendered useless from the impact, the other two however halted its fire realizing the error they had made.
But the protection was not without cost, Eilis’s arm showed completely cracked skin and her eyes cried blood as she maintained her shield and spoke with the same unearthly tone.
[color=f7941d]“You will pay for your insolence…”[/color]