Her Hidden Power
“Remember your power isn’t just yours. It’s ours, together. Do not let it take control of you, do not let it fear you.”
She inhaled, feeling the rhythm of the bond pulsing in her chest. The energy of the forest, of Damon, of herself, all intertwined, weaving a tapestry of light against the encroaching darkness. The shadows lunged, faster than her eyes could follow, and instinct took over. Her glow erupted, radiating outward in waves of searing light, striking the nearest shadows, sending them recoiling into the mist.
But the figure didn’t move. It watched, patient, its power undiminished, a predator assessing prey. “You cannot stop what is coming,” it whispered in her mind, its voice like ic
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