The temperature on Eli's body rose up as her consciousness seemed to drift into something far away yet familiar at the same time.
Her vision shot past the palace walls down to the vast outskirts of the capital, onto the luscious plains of the Empire, past to the deep mountain range, then finally, the image in her dream stopped into the familiar view of the center of the Silver Dew Forest.
She found herself back at the center of the Silver Dew Village, where she previously saw visions about the origin of the forest.
It was mystifying and bizarre at the same time because in front of her was the mysterious artifact staff that she had seen in the village being used as part of the renewal of the treaty days before Little Han was born.
"What am I doing here?"
She was standing in the middle, there were no elves or fairies lingering around.
It was only her in her phantom-like state with the staff that was pulsating with a gentle light.
