Alexa was caught in a nightmare.  She'd fought herself to the brink of exhaustion, and that combined with the force of Krathen's aura hitting her as she went down had caused some serious mental distress to her.  She lay where she had been placed, shivering and groaning as her eyes darted beneath the lids, signifying deep sleep, but the dream she was undergoing was not what anyone, aside from perhaps Krathen himself after what he had done, would expect.<br/><br/>In her dream, it had been she, not Hara, who had gone into the Root to attempt the ritual.  The chain of events cascaded downward after that, with everything that had been shown to her as happening to Hara happening to her instead.  Her subconscious fought the dream, struggling to pull her upward toward consciousness, but making no headway as her body kept her in the deep sleep.<br/><br/><hr/><br/>Valentina paced the length and breadth of her cell, her eyes roaming over the walls, top to bottom, looking for any weaknesses.  This was a primarily elven city, she wouldn't have expected such sturdy construction had she not seen it now for herself.  She sighed, dropping to sit on her ankles in the middle of the cell, waiting on SOMEONE to come.  Once they did, she'd have to turn on everything she could to make any headway toward getting out of here on her own.