Mortal
I picture the dirt underneath the grass, and the rocks underneath the trees.
I feel the fire recede, its oppressive heat disappearing.
I open my eyes, and the fire is completely gone.
But how did I do that?
There’s no time to wonder. The Hunter who hurt Alec turns to me and raises his sword. His eyes are cold and cruel. I raise my hand, and my dad’s bracelet glows white hot against my wrist.
Ripping the bracelet off, I throw it, and, almost as if it were sentient and with a mission, it wraps around the Hunter’s hand. He yanks at it and curses, but it holds.
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