SIXTY SEVEN: Give It to Me

Haa.. Haa.. Haa

Fog from Kel's gasping came out in short bursts as she stood clutching her chest.

Where am I? she wondered, fighting to catch her breath as her gaze flicked back and forth at the snow-capped trees surrounding her.

Squinting at the lines of dark trunks protruding from the frozen web of branches, she could make out three acutely angled corners. 

She was back in the strange triangle-shaped clearing the Dragon Emperor had once brought her to.

Judging by the snow everywhere, she should have been shivering in the cold, but Kel felt more like she was burning alive.

Still panting, she stumbled to the nearest snow drift, desperately thrusting her hands inside. The glistening snow turned into white hot ashes under her fingers, causing them to burn even more.

"No!" She shouted, scooping up handfuls of the white dust and rubbing it all over herself.

Soon, her arms and face were red, covered in burns from the scorching embers.