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Crys felt her breathing getting heavier and heavier. The pain increasing at every second, and she knew who was causing it too. Clear as day she could sense where the feelings were coming from. Clearer than ever, although she could barely take it. Tears started rolling down from her eyes, she hated crying, but holding anything down was not an option right now. Maybe it was a dumb thing, but the first thought that came to her mind was: how long can Evin handle this?
Along with the pain, she was now angry at herself for being worried about him, but it was a less painful feeling at least. "Damn fool." She mumbled the words as she felt the man fall unconscious, noticing that it had absolutely no impact on the pain she was now experiencing.

She was shivering slightly again, but a few deep breaths earned her some control over that. Trying to keep her mind clean and separated from the pain was difficult, not thinking about the pain was difficult. If someone actually attacked her now she thought it would be easier to do it actually. She would have something or someone to focus on instead of trying to handle all those emotions. Still, she didn't really make a move.

The main thing on her mind at the moment... She was having a lot of trouble sensing Theron still. She sighed. She knew she needed to find that little piece of her ability she used to recognize people, and find out what exactly made it tick. The few actual emotions that never changed within a person went deeper than simple memories of bad moments. They were connected to the person's soul in such way they left a unique mark. They would usually come from events so important that would, in a way, become a part of that individual permanently. She needed to get that deep without killing herself, she didn't exactly know how quite yet.