After the long possession of her Master, the savage exhaustion that had arrested her soul and the obscene amount of power Phei and the Endless Void had squeezed out of her between them, Eira wanted absolutely nothing from existence except several uninterrupted days of sleep.
Several might even be optimistic.
If she closed her eyes now and truly surrendered to the exhaustion, she suspected a week or three could vanish before she opened them again.
'Perhaps longer.'
Her soul felt hollowed out, her reserves scraped so painfully thin that reaching for power produced little more than an ache where oceans of strength had once answered her.
Phei had benefited enormously from everything that happened.
