Then, I felt it. A quake began in the center of my chest, where the faint essence that all Atlantians carried within them resided, eather flowing into my abdomen. The energy ramped up, expanding and growing within me until the corners of my vision turned silver, shaded with gold and crimson. Raw, burning pain seized my heart as the eather soaked my flesh, drenching every vein and entrenching deep in my bones.
