Her Hidden Power
Her pulse thundered, her glowing hands trembling, yet she refused to bow.
The man beside her growled low in warning, his own aura sparking against the shadow. “Do not let it touch your mind,” he snapped, voice harsh with urgency. “Fight it, Eva! You are stronger than its whispers, stronger than its illusions!” She drew in a deep breath, centering herself, feeling the bond between them pulse in sync with her heartbeat, grounding her amidst the storm of intruding power. The amber eyes bore into her, and for a long, suspended moment, neither blinked, neither moved, as though the world itself had paused to witness the standoff.
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