During the vision, or nightmare, she was no longer Melody Moonsong, but Astrid the Aasimar. Her hair was lilac toned and her eyes were silver. Not to mention, she had wings. But that was the least of the strange things she saw in her mind. It shook her to her core, and she felt violated afterwards. Something had changed inside of her, something that felt permanent, and it frightened her.<br/><br/>On the outside, she appeared to be standing still, her expression vacant as usual, though this time she was really out of it. Hexla's voice seemed to wake her and she realized where she was. Trembling a bit, she brought her arms to cradle herself, wondering what it was. As she looked down to the water, what she saw made her panic. It was her, but it wasn't. Dark hair, yellow-green eyes, and most startling of all--black wings. It may have been just a vision in her head for a second, but it brought fear as she had never known to her head.<br/><br/>"Leave me!" She shouted as she held her head in her hands, her voice ringing through the otherwise quiet cavern. Melody waded out of the water and ran off towards the cavern's entrance. It was very out of character for the otherwise calm warrior. Her feet hurt from the rough stone floor, but she couldn't stop. It was only near the mouth of the cave that she fell. Breathing nervously, she curled up against the cavern wall and slowly rocked her body back and forth, quietly sobbing as her long hair cascaded around her.<br/><br/>"...fallible prophecy..." She seemed to be delirious as she whispered these words. "...the Scales...the Scales!" Holding her head, she only prayed it would all stop.