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"What's the matter, boss?"
Lathalam sighed, taking her eyes from the window to The Iron Bull, a massive Qunari sitting across from her at one of the tables in the tavern. "Just a little worried, is all."
She felt comfortable confessing this since most of the people normally in the tavern had already found their bedrolls, looking to get as much sleep as possible before their final assault on the Breach in the morning.
"About the Breach?"
She nodded, staring into the mug of ale in front of her. Her eyes shifted to the mark on her left hand, running a long finger over it before she shuddered and forced herself to take a long drink of the ale.
The two sat in silence for several minutes, Bull watching her closely out of the corner of his eye.
"So... I heard the others talking," he stopped, noticing that Lathalam had tensed her shoulders just a fraction. "It what they said true? That you stepped right out of the Fade."
Her shoulders seemed to relax, though her eyes remained focused on something far away. "That's what they say."
Bull emptied the rest of his ale into his mouth, wiping his face with the back of his hand. "So you don't remember?"
Lathalam shook her head, sighing in away that gave Bull the impression that she had made up her mind about something. "I'm going to bed." She got up from her seat and placed the half full mug on the bar. "See you in the morning."
With that, she exited the tavern, far too sober to be dragging her feet like she was. Bull waited a moment, then made to follow. He watched Lathalam slowly make her way behind the tavern, past the tent in front of the chantry. She paid no mind to the few people still awake around the campfire even as they raised their mugs to her. The chill had chased most inside, yet she didn't seem to feel it. Her hands ran through her shoulder length hair, blunt fingernails scratching her scalp hard.
Bull stayed in the shadows, as she stopped and cast her eyes to the Breach, glowing brightly over the mountains, painting the clouds an eerie emerald. She gave that same wary look to the mark on her hand, glowing the same emerald in her flesh. She stayed like this for several moments before closing her hand in a fist, squeezing so tightly her knuckles whitened before she set a brisk pace to her hut, shutting the door behind her quickly.
Bull remained where he was, watching the shadows through the window before he turned on his heel and left for his own tent.
The march toward the summit was quiet and solemn, the only sound made by the large group was the crunching of their boots in the snow. Lathalam remained silent the entire time, her eyes never leaving the Breach as it drew closer. This would be the third time she had been to the ruined temple. The sense of unease would not leave as an old rhyme surfaced, unbidden in her mind;
'Eager eyes up in the sky
Black as coal on wings they fly
Hungry eyes search the sand
From Pillars high to Cumberland
Til three times beat the heart of Pride
And in the silence, legions died'
Her eyes fell to the ground as the black glass crunched under her boots. She balled her fists to stop her hands from shaking, trying to school her face into a mask of calm. Solas was speaking to the mages now, bidding them to stay on the still intact walkway while the rest of them filed past to the lower portion where the bulk of the Fade energies were coalesced.
Cassandra had tried to tell the group to hurry, but even her steps were slowed. The air seemed thicker as they walked, almost as though the Breach itself was trying to keep them out. In the near silence, there was a certain reverence the temple still possessed. When they had reached the spot just below the Breach, Lathalam closed her eyes, leaning her head on her staff. She breathed deep as Solas reiterated his instructions to the mages, the thickness of the air forcing him to raise his voice to be heard.
She waited until she felt their will focused just beyond her. She focused on the mark on her hand, feeling it hiss to life as she began to move into the emerald mists in front of her, and raised her hand. Immediately, the power from her hand leaped to the Breach, nearly lifting her off of her feet. She realized that if she didn't stay focused, it could literally draw her into it and she didn't know if she'd be able to find her way out again.
Lathalam gritted her teeth, the power pouring out from the mark sending fresh tendrils of pain down her arm and into her chest. The smaller rifts felt nothing like this and she fought to keep a scream from her lips. Slowly, the veil folded over the Breach, the edges touching and stitching together like a suture, mending the tear one agonizing inch at a time.
She drew from the power the mages projected, gulping as though she were drowning. Sweat poured down her face and back, the effort making her arm shake as her feet were drug over the pulverized glass closer to the Breach. Cassandra made to grab her arm, but Solas put his hand out, shaking his head. Touching her now could make the entire endeavor backfire and literally destroy everything. Both were forced to watch as the Herald shook with effort as the Breach was slowly sealed shut.
Gasping for breath, the Herald squeezed her eyes shut and poured every ounce of her power through the mark. The effort ripped a scream from her as the Breach finely closed, the shock wave sending everyone flying backwards and the Herald nearly to her knees. Cassandra pushed past several soldiers and grabbed Lathalam's elbow, helping her to her feet.
"You did it!" The relief in her voice put a smile on the Herald's face as she caught her breath.
She put her hands on her knees and just focused on not passing out. "Good," was the only word she could muster as everyone burst into cheers.
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