Touched By A Dragon

Chapter 22: The Point of No Return

Emerald breathed out a long sigh, but instead of air, rainbow coloured mist drew out of her mouth. It settled on Destany and Phoenix, linking them together and creating a weak shield to delay their soles moving to the next world. Nothing happened. Emerald huffed in annoyance.
“Someone needs so go and get their soles!” She rawed in a voice so loud it shook the trees.
Peter, hearing the demand, crashed into the clearing.
“I will, I’ll go! Please, just let me do something!” He begged, feeling a bit out of his depth. 
Emerald regarded him with piercing red eyes, judging his sole.
“It would be better if Mike went because he is already on the plane between this world and the next, but since he is being wrongly held there by a magic more powerful than my own it seems that you will have to do.”(If you can increase the difficulty of these words please.) She huffed.
Peter looked around confused.
“That means?” He asked.
“Yes, you wonderful idiot, now go yet them!” Isabell yelled.
“How do I do tha-?” Peters question was cut short by a loud thunderclap that shook the ground. 
It went straight through Peter, his breath caught in his lungs, his ears rang, a metallic taste filled his mouth and nose, the light was so bright, brighter than a water fire tear. It got brighter and louder and brighter and louder until he could bare it no more, then suddenly, nothing.
Darkness, absolute darkness surrounded him in every direction for as far as he could see and probably beyond that. It was a darkness so dark that it was past black, it was nothing. He was in a pace where there was nothing; no light, no dark, no day, no night, no up, no down, nothing.  This was the space between this world and the next, where powerful beings could manipulate the fabric of nothing and turn it into anything they pleased. Peter sighed and looked around this endless mass and wondered what he should do and how exactly he should do it. He lost track of time, just sitting and thinking, it felt strange to him, the feeling of being compressed as the lonely nothing touched his skin, the strange way the air felt in his lungs and the feeling of falling as you sat in one place. Peter was waving his hands through the air, trying to get a sense of the strange gravity, when he saw a small speck of what appeared to be light, shining on the horizon. Peter’s heart hammered in his chest and his head spun, trying to figure out how this was possible. Peter got up and started to run toward the light. (Does he know how many bugs get killed doing that?) Soon his breathing turned laboured, his mussels hurt and his body protested. Usually he could run for an hour without getting breathless because of his training, but it seemed that he had only run about four meters. Looking up at the light he could see that it had moved more to the right.  Peter sat down, panting and sore to try and figure this out, because there was absolutely no way that he was going to get there by running. As he thought he watched the light getting further and further away, until it had gone. Peter sighed and looked down at his dark skin and ran his fingers through his short, black hair. He sighed and stood back up again, trying to figure out the way that the light went, when he suddenly saw it fifty meters closer than it was before. Confused, he continued to watch it; the light went further away then suddenly came closer. It appeared that you could only move closer to something by moving away from it, and that whatever that light was coming from seemed to know this. As the light got closer, Peter realised that the light was actually a white shirt. This white shirt had the knight’s crest on it. Looking down at his white shirt Peter realised that it was identical to his. 
“Wow, that was way easier then I had expected, now I can finally get out of this place,” Peter mumbled to himself.
The person wearing the shirt came closer and Peter could now make out the features of this person, tanned skin, tall, normal build, and blond hair. Definitely not Destiny, she’s smaller and has long red hair. So who was this? The person from Peter’s guild came closer and he realised who it was.