Walking the Lion's Foot was like nothing she had ever done before. Even on the first step, she could feel strange energies tearing at her, only growing worse as she pressed on towards the center. Spikes of pain would sear through her legs, only to change suddenly into red hot spikes pressing at her eyes and temples until she reached a point where the sensation spread to cover her entire being, seeming to rip at her spirit as well as her flesh.<br/><br/>And yet she presses on, focusing her mind on the problem at hand, keeping the pattern firmly in her gaze even as sparks rise from it, trying to block the way. At certain points, she seems to hit a wall of resistance, not brick but almost..clinging to her curves, attempting to block her progress. But her will refuses to waver, and she pushes through, her mind distant and observant, aware but unfocused on anything more than forward motion.<br/><br/>And then, just as her body screamed that it would explode into shreds under the strain, it all suddenly vanished as she stepped into the center, joining the triad of her brothers, sheened with sweat and smiling in triumph. She closes her eyes, remembering Adnan's words as she runs a hand through her hair and envisions the courtyard. She is slow to open them, and more than a little suprised to find ehrself actually in the courtyard. But she barely has time to register that before the Lion appears before the group, driving her to her knees like all the others. She beams at the crowd, reveling in hte moment though stunned as to how it came to be.