Verner approaches from behind, his arms slipping around her waist protectively, ready to keep her from falling.
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Suddenly, the rain outside begins to fall backwards, rising up back into the skies. Suddenly, the world begins to shift and change, as she sees it reverting back to how it was, millenia ago. Suddenly, Verner is gone, and the room is filled with people in strange armour, the kind of armour worn in the visions caused by Vizelle's book, all of them radiating with so much psionic power that any one of them would be the most powerful psionic she'd ever met if they existed in her own time. Looking at these ancient humans, she sees that for all their power, they're in a state of panic.
Outside, Vizelle sees the sky growing dark with strange shadowed figures, immense and innumerable. The humans come together, combining their power to launch a psionic blast strong enough to destroy a planet, directly at the figures. Nothing happens. They control the planet effortlessly, filling the skies with lightning, igniting the atmosphere to try and erase their enemies, using a shield to protect their cities. Nothing happens. Finally, the figures draw closer, and Vizelle begins to get a better look at them. They're beyond counting, each one completely unique in appearance, and so utterly alien that her mind aches just to look upon them. The creatures vary wildly, some humanoid in shape, others more animal like, and more still strange, non-euclidean shapes that her mind has trouble understanding.
Finally, one of the creatures descends, kilometres in length, and begins to use its power.
The ancient humans, each godlike in their own power, begin to scream and claw at their faces as their minds are turned to mush by something immeasurably greater. In moments, the planet's population, billions of people, begin to die, or are enslaved. Though the creature doesn't move, Vizelle knows that it can see her, is looking directly at her, even though the event she's witnessing happened tens of thousands of years ago. She feels a rush of adrenaline, primal fear, and acute pleasure, as her mind is effortlessly penetrated, but before she's left a husk, the creature leaves her, deciding that she's not a threat.
At last, the human population is dead, or enslaved, and the creatures begin to leave the planet's atmosphere. They repair the damage that the human's weaponry have caused to the planet, and in moments, they've left as though they were never there at all.
When Vizelle comes to, she's lying in Verner's arms, every iota of strength gone from her body, replaced with a strange tingling sensation. As feeling starts to return to her tired limbs, her loyal disciple looks in her eyes. "Mommy, are you okay?"
