Bloom open her eyes; her eyes clouded in pain.
"Where's Sky?" Her mouth felt like she swallow sand down her throat.
"Shhh," Daphne came into her line of vision, wringing a wet cloth of excess water. "Do not worry about Sky right now. You need your rest."
"Sky's in danger," the red haired fairy grabbed her sister's wrist.
"Sky can handle himself, you know he has the others with him to back him up," the Fairy of Sirenix assured her.
"You must warn the others, Daphne."
"Warn them what?" The rest of the Winx looked up from their tasks. Nex narrow his eyes until they were in slits. Helia and Flora glance at each other over their cups of warm wassilia tea.
"Something is coming, something evil," Bloom gasped out before coughing up blood.
"Bloom!" Daphne cried out in alarm, taking the cloth in her hand and wiping the blood away.
"She's getting worse," Stella placed a hand on her friend's forehead. "She's very warm too."
"Don't worry, girls. The guys will be back soon. I'm sure they found the cure by now," The eldest fairy assured them.
"Aisha? What say you?" Tecna asked as Musa's furlong face look on.
"We can only pray to the Great Dragon that they come back to us in one piece. We'll give them 2 days. 2 days before we go rescue them," Aisha sighed.
Nex snorted, rolling on to his side, facing the wall away from the Fairy of Morphix's questionable eyes. She shook her head with a frown.
"If you have something to say, say it to our faces," Musa glared at his back.
"I have nothing to say to you Fairies," Nex growled lowly.
"Oooh, you're so lucky, you're still injure or I wo-"
"You would do nothing of a sort!" Aisha pointed a finger at her friend, her tone commanding. Musa open her mouth before stubbornly turn her head away with a grunt of annoyance. "And for you," she whirled around, "behave or I will give you something much worse than what you got now."
The duo glared at each other for what felt like eternity before Nex adverted his eyes away with a huff.
"Sky...I need...to go find...him..." Bloom rasped, her eyes closing.
"Hang in there, Bloom," Daphne grasped her hand into hers.
"..."
Daphne lean closer.
"...Sky...throne...King of Old...past..."
"I don't understand," Her elder sister pulled away, confusion written across her face. Bloom didn't respond back, her eyes close into unconsciousness.
"Daphne, her skin!" Stella screamed out in alarm.
The girls look on in horror as black veins appear across their friend's skin.
"This is not good, not good at all," Daphne bit her lip, worryingly.