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Cursed

“I cursed myself.” Irasus proudly admitted in answer to Killian’s question.

“To what?”

She smiled evilly.

“To feel nothing.” He murmured. Eyes widening on her.

Sensing she was about to strike, he moved before her. Sending lashing strands of smoky magic out to devour her.

But she bent the trees to her will. Forcing them over to weave and intertwine before her.

“No, you don’t.” She heard a feminine whisper somewhere near her right but didn’t give it the credit she should’ve.

Suddenly the trees ripped from her grip. Leaning away to weave behind her. Pushing her forward and out into the opening. Despite all Irasus’ efforts at using magic to hook into them, they no longer obeyed her.

She spun her head and saw the pretty young woman touching a tree far too her right. She sent rocks flying that direction but that smoky magic struck first. Blocking them with an invisible barrier. So, they toppled haplessly to the ground.

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