Lira's POV As I placed my hand on the skeleton of Carlos's master, a sharp, immediate pain shot through my legs and hands. It was intense, a burning, twisting sensation that made me want to pull away immediately. At one point, I couldn’t feel my hands at all. My legs felt like they didn’t belong to me, and it was almost impossible to stay connected. But I forced myself to push a little further. I tried to drift, like I always would during a spiritual connection, but it wasn’t working. The pain grew unbearable. I yanked my hand away and pressed both hands against my chest, trying to steady my racing heart. “What’s wrong?” Damien asked, kneeling beside me, concern etched into his face. “I can’t,” I gasped. “It’s too painful. I’m… I’m feeling a lot of pain.” Carlos’ voice broke through the tension, calm and almost dismissive. “Oh, well, that’s just how it feels at the beginning.” Damien’s head shot up, and he gave Carlos an angry, hard look. “You didn’t explain any of this to us! I
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