[ The rest of the battle is over, after this — it doesn't matter that she's effectively turned the tide against Nilfgaard in favor of the remaining Northern Kingdoms, that she managed to hold off the invaders long enough for reinforcements to reach Sodden. After this, there are those in the Brotherhood that will call her foolish and reckless for what she did, unleashing her chaos like that, while others will herald her a hero.
None of it will matter when the act effectively strips her of her power, reducing her to something weak and helpless.
Her violet eyes are still shining with tears, the ones that have fallen creating visible tracks down her dirt and blood-smeared face. She turns into the touch of his hand, the smoothing caress of fingers over her features, her eyes briefly shuttering as she exhales. ]
All of it. I lost... all of it. My power.
[ This had been the cost, the sacrifice — something she hadn't realized until much later than this night, after being captured by Nilfgaard's forces and narrowly escaping, only to be incapable of creating so much as a single portal to flee her kidnappers. ]
I couldn't feel the chaos. Couldn't channel... [ The Yennefer reliving this memory can, now, but in the moment itself, the lack of it is so puncturing, so acute, that it feels as if she's losing her grip on the magic all over again. ] I had nothing.
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None of it will matter when the act effectively strips her of her power, reducing her to something weak and helpless.
Her violet eyes are still shining with tears, the ones that have fallen creating visible tracks down her dirt and blood-smeared face. She turns into the touch of his hand, the smoothing caress of fingers over her features, her eyes briefly shuttering as she exhales. ]
All of it. I lost... all of it. My power.
[ This had been the cost, the sacrifice — something she hadn't realized until much later than this night, after being captured by Nilfgaard's forces and narrowly escaping, only to be incapable of creating so much as a single portal to flee her kidnappers. ]
I couldn't feel the chaos. Couldn't channel... [ The Yennefer reliving this memory can, now, but in the moment itself, the lack of it is so puncturing, so acute, that it feels as if she's losing her grip on the magic all over again. ] I had nothing.