Dark Enchantment
My hands pulsed with a rhythm independent of my heartbeat, a rhythm that seemed to dance with the raw, untamed energy that was now at my disposal.
Experimentally, I focused on the aura, trying to control it, to shape it. To my surprise, it responded. It swirled, twisted, and turned, bending to my will. It was as if I had tapped into a wellspring of power that had been dormant within me, a power incredibly potent and inherently dark.
The room, previously lit only by the small lamp at thw side, but it was now filled with the eerie glow from my hands. It was a sight that would have seemed unbelievable, had I not been the one causing it. This was magic. Dark, powerful, and very much real.
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