Blood and Rain
His innocent elven magic fractured, flaring out of his hands in a frantic, wild current of green sparks that threatened to tear the stone around him apart.
"Soren, look at me," Tala commanded softly but firmly. She stepped right into his space, her hands wrapping securely over his pulsing, sparking wrists. She channeled her grounding, steady energy directly into his veins, acting as a lightning rod until the sparks died down and he collapsed heavily against her shoulder, hyperventilating in sheer horror at his own bloodline.
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