Seventy Four

The next morning began in solemn silence. The group slept in the woods, out in the cold though the new lady prepared a fire. No one really slept, except for Azazel who was probably very exhausted from his first fight. They were all quiet, lost in their own thoughts and Katrienair tried as much as possible not to groan in pain. The morning sun only woke their senses. The laid who cradled Katrienair throughout the night asked if she was awake and feeling better.

"I should be fine, right?" Katrienair winced. "The wounds are closing up already."

"What about the pain?"She asked.

 "I don't know."She helped her up. Julian and Azazel left to tend the horses. The lady stared at Katrienair, worry written all over her face.

"I'll be fine. It's just..sad that..."She trailed off. It's sad that she has become ordinary all of a sudden. What sin has she committed to deserve this? She feels like she's lost herself completely. It's a shame!

"That you lost your powers? Ri