Asimona nodded, feeling the confidence returning to her, but there was still fear that threatened to take her again. She spread her wings and leaped across the river to Kera's side. She would rather be closer to the light source and the wolf. She looked around, constantly smelling the air and trying to find a flash of red.

The light certainly helped clear away the mist. She took a few steps forward, crouched low, her tail lashing with agitation. Her wings quivered at her side, ready to spread open at a moment's notice.

There! She saw him, slinking in the shadows, his glinting eyes focused on her. She felt the darkness swirling again and she looked away, instead focusing on his neck, the place where she would pounce. "He's there," she growled. "Against that rock."

She dug her claws into the stone and leaped forward, pounding towards the dragon. His smile widened as she lunged at his neck, intending on digging her claws deep into the scales. However, he was gone just as she was about to tear open his skin. She flopped on the ground, shocked and frusterated, before leaping to her feet again. "Where are you, coward? Come out and face me!"

The dragon didn't respond. She barely noticed Kera as she padded up to her until she spoke. Asimona snapped her head towards her with surprise. How had she not seen him? He was there, in the shadows. He wasn't exactly small either.

"I don't know what the Eyes are, nor Senka. He's a big red dragon with evil eyes and huge muscles. Lots of spikes. Every time I get close or try to call to him he disappeared into the mist." She glared at the fog shrouding her vision. "I'll bet he made it really foggy in here too, to conceal himself. He's been following me since the waterfall room."

She sat down and tried to calm her raging heartbeat. She needed to focus. Everything felt blurry and she was almost light-headed. His presence was affecting her, just as it had done when she was with Envy. She glanced at Kera, surprised that it wasn't affecting her as well. She needed to understand what was going on and what he wanted.

Asimona shook her head. Whatever Kera was talking about, this dragon was definitely not Senka or the eyes. Sure, he radiated evil and darkness, but she didn't think that he would be taking her anywhere without food or water. He would just kill her outright or follow her around until she lost her mind. Panic rose in her chest. That wasn't what he was going to do, right?

However, she had to think about what Kera was saying. She couldn't see the fog, which seemed almost impossible as it was completely everywhere. Was it all in her head? But it seemed so real. Or maybe it was real and Kera wasn't the real one. She growled deeply as she scratched at the ground, frustrated and confused. Why did this have to be happening? It was starting to give her a headache.

Suddenly, she realized she would be able to tell what was real. If the fog was real, then it would turn into a liquid on her command. If it wasn't, then it wouldn't. Asimona closed her eyes and focused her magic in the gem on her back. She let the magic flow through her, but then something shifted and, all of a sudden, it was out of control.

Instead of turning the fog into water, the spell touched a rock nearby, which promptly exploded into a surge of lava. With a loud scream, she grabbed for Kera and opened her wings, soaring to the other side of the river. Once she had touched down, her heart pounding, she looked over at the other side. The lava she had accidentally created was pooling in the fog and, as she watched, the unnatural fear in her began to sink away as the fog slowly disappeared.

Breathing a sigh of relief, she sunk to the ground, breathing heavily. "Sorry," she moaned, "I didn't mean to do that. I was trying to turn the fog into water." The amount of energy that had poured into the spell was incredible and she was feeling completely drained.

Asimona groaned as she shakily rose to her feet. Everything was wobbly and she felt completely drained of her energy. "I thought that if it didn't work then it would prove the fog wasn't real. I didn't mean to do...that."

She sighed and looked over at the mess she had made now. At least the fog was gone. Was it because the lava was so hot? Or was it because her attention was diverted? Or something else?

Either way, she had to clean up this mess. She didn't know if she would be able to reverse it with the same spell - the out of control magic had already taken its toll on her and she wasn't sure if she wanted to risk doing it again. However, she still had the cold parts of her ready and waiting.

She opened her wings and brought herself up in the air. She found a good spot above the lava that wasn't too hot, but still close enough to use the magic. She focused again on the gem and pulled it up to her throat. Ice formed around the inside of her mouth and she opened it up, expelling a blast of cold air and ice. It wasn't very strong, but there was a loud sizzling sound as the ice melted and became water over the lava. There wasn't much and it vaporized quickly, but at least the heat went down a little more.

Utterly spent, she gently flew back and touched down next to Kera. She folded up her wings and slumped to the ground, her entire body weak. Her magic was spent and her energy was tired from the uncontrolled spell. And her mind was weary from the worry and fear.

"Sorry," she mumbled. "I know we just met and I've been freaking out. I'm not usually like this, I promise. Sorry if I scared you or anything."

Asimona nodded. "The fog is gone and I don't think the dragon is here anymore. Too bad," she added, a slight growling in her throat, "I wanted to rip out his scales."

Her tail twitched irritably against the ground. She felt so helpless and weak. The wolf seemed really worried and she hated that it was directed at her. Why was she like this? Why couldn't she be the one that's strong for others? Why couldn't she be the one comforting and protecting? She dearly needed that. She couldn't keep being the baby.

She struggled to get to her feet at the mention of Kera catching her fish. No, she couldn't do that. She couldn't stoop low enough to have her food caught for her. "N-no, I can catch it myself." However, her legs were weak and tired and she flopped back down, exhausted. A sense of helplessness entered her heart and she looked away from the dog, embarrassed. Was this how Envy felt when he had fallen down the wall? When she had gone up to help him? Well, it sucked. No wonder he was angry.

She sighed, resigning herself to this, for now. "Fine, I guess." For a moment, she hesitated and curled herself up. "...and...thank you."