The world was spinning. Keeping her eyes open for even a moment made Vanessa feel like the entire sky was orbiting her head while the ground was slipping out from under her. Nausea gripped her tighter than a grudge, and all her limbs felt as heavy as led.
Amidst all that was happening to her, she found it incredibly hard to spare a single moment for any thought at all, yet the panic that was filling her chest was stronger than any of her afflictions.
She channeled her aether, trying to activate one of her cards, but discovered that her control over her aether was abysmal. She could cause her aether to stir, yes, but she could do not much else. Her head was too clouded.
