POV: ELARA The noise stops. Just like that. One second the temple is shaking apart around us, magic screaming through the air so loud my ears ring and my head feels like it will split open, and then suddenly everything drops into silence. Not quiet. Silence. The kind that feels wrong. The kind that presses against your chest and makes you realize something terrible just finished happening. I stand there breathing hard, my lungs burning, my whole body shaking while dust slowly falls from the broken ceiling above us. Small pieces of stone hit the ground one after another, little tapping sounds echoing through the empty temple. Nobody moves. Nobody speaks. For a second I cannot even hear my own heartbeat. Then my breath finally rushes out of me. It comes out shaky. “Oh Goddess.” The storm is gone. All the wild magic that was tearing through the temple a moment ago has collapsed into nothing. The air feels heavy now, thick with smoke and the sharp smell of b
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