Cold from the stream, tired from sickness and mob fighting, not to mention hungry, Petra stumbled toward the temple. She had never seen it before, and couldn't help stopping to look. It was old and falling apart, but still there were remnants of a once majestic fortress.

"Who goes there?" a voice shouted from above the door.

Petra was so winded that she didn't have the breath to call back. A head cautiously peered over the railing, and she recognized it as Lukas.

"Petra? Petra!" There was the sound of hurried footsteps and the door clicked open.

Petra smiled, "Hi, Lukas."

"Oh man, I'm so glad you're ok!" he said as Petra walked inside.

Petra just nodded. She couldn't bring herself to tell him that she was anything but ok.

"Where are the others?" she asked, trying to change the subject.

"Jesse and Axle went to find Magnus, and Olivia to find Ellegaard. We're hoping the order of the stone will be able to help us get rid of the wither storm."

"And you stayed behind?" Petra asked questioningly.

"Someone had to watch this place, and we thought you might try to find us."

"Thanks for that Lukas." said Petra

"Oh, no problem, are you ok?"

Petra had crossed her arms suddenly hard against her chest, it had started hurting again.

"I'm fine, I just need some rest," she managed to say.

"Oh right," said Lukas, not fully convinced. "I made a bed room for everyone for when they got back. Its over there." He pointed to a door a little ways down the hall they were standing in.

"Thanks," said Petra,

"Ok, so see you later I guess." said Lukas. There were obviously more questions he would like to ask her.

"Yeah, see you." Petra stepped into the bedroom and dropped onto the nearest bed. And it's hard to describe just how wonderful it felt to fall onto that soft bed after all she had been through.

Petra pulled back her sleeve to look at her arm again. She frowned. Was the wither spot getting bigger? She pushed her sleeve back and closed her eyes. But although she was still, her mind was racing. She was so weak, she could hardly fight. If her friends knew, they would want to help. They might even help her instead of trying to destroy the wither storm. But the wither storm was more important. If they didn't get rid of it they would all die. Petra shuddered. She couldn't tell them.

They'll find out anyway, a small voice said in her head. Then maybe I'll tell Jesse, she'll understand. Too worn out to think anymore, Petra fell asleep.

She awoke how long later she didn't know, by a huge explosion, and Lukas's yells of "Mayday! Mayday!"