Consequences

Sephora's breathing was ragged, her throat burning as hot as the flames around her, from her screaming. That's right. Flames, fire. Engulfing her, surrounding her, protecting her - as Vince continued to gape at her from over the other side of the throne room. Where he'd been blasted back from the sheer force of her explosion.

Sephora was trembling, trembling from fear and horror. Fear at her Soulborn power, that was now turning the floor and walls around her, into a glowing molten ore. Fear at the dark Lord before her, who could still strike back at her at anytime with that darkness. That terrifying, hideous darkness, that held her back, that had chained her to the wall while he...

Her knees buckled from beneath her, just as a whirl of shadows speared into the room, from the corner of Sephora's vision. She waited for the shadows to hit her, to hold her down - to stifle her flames. But nothing happened, Sephora forced herself to stand upright, despite her legs feeling like someone had