"Keltie!" She Ra gasped as the other woman crumpled to the ground. Next to her, He Man's face wore a similar expression of confusion and concern.

"Could Shadow Weaver have cast a similar spell on Keltie that she did on Calla?" He wondered.

Kneeling next to the girl, She Ra pondered that. She gently touched the young woman's face, fervently hoping a healing spell would be all that was needed to restore Keltie's health. Perhaps her energy was simply spent with the many spells she had cast in her escape attempts.

"Hmmm… it's possible," She Ra agreed, though she sounded doubtful. "Though I'm not sure she would try the same spell twice. I think it's more likely Shadow Weaver would try to gain access to Keltie's magic somehow so she can use it for some evil purpose. I just hope I can heal her enough to get her back to Eternia."

Turning her attention back to Keltie, the princess of power called upon the magic of Castle Grayskull to restore Keltie's magical powers and revive her for the journey back to her own world.

"For the honor of Grayskull…" she began solemnly.

Both women were surrounded by a soft golden glow of mystical energy as She Ra envisioned Keltie fully healed and back to her abundantly energetic and feisty self.

Keltie slowly regained consciousness and her eyes fluttered open. Remembered pain from a few moments before was reflected in them.

"Easy now," She Ra cautioned as she helped Keltie to sit up. "Do you know what happened?"

Keltie nodded slowly. She massaged her temples slowly, squinting against the bright Etherian sun.

I-I think so. I think Shadow Weaver tried to access or siphon my powers using my father as a conduit. I'm not sure how that's possible, but I felt his own psychic defenses weaken a moment before mine. I guess Man at Arms was right. I guess my father is part of me after all…"

With determination Keltie pushed herself to her feet. She still felt slightly weak and smiled gratefully as Swift Wind trotted up next to her.

"How about a lift back to camp?" He suggested in his deep voice.

"Probably a wise idea," Keltie admitted, stroking the winged unicorn's mane in gratitude.

"But of course it is! It was *my* idea after all," he teased.

The small group chuckled in unison and He Man gently helped Keltie onto the saddle.

"But what about my father? I'm not sure how I feel about his reappearance in my life but I don't want him to be left here… I still want to help."

Man at arms who had remained quiet up until that moment, stepped forward. He laid a reassuring hand on Keltie's shoulder and looked up at her.

"You have. More than you realize. By working to free yourself and keep Shadow Weaver occupied, you may have weakened her powers. That may work to our advantage later. But for now, you can help us best by resting back at camp."

With a weary smile, the young woman patted Swift Wind on the neck to which he nickered deeply.

"Alright, Man at Arms. I could use a nap anyway. Mom says naps are good for you, but she had to convince my dad to try them when they were younger."

"Sounds like someone else I know…," Man at Arms muttered as Swift Wind gently trotted off in the direction of the rebel camp.

He Man grinned good naturedly.

"Maybe we're related," he joked.

"Maybe?" Man at Arms echoed teasingly.