Desires And Captivity
Malakai spun around, eyes widening as he saw the Mag in my hand, glowing with its full ethereal blue power.
“The hybrid!” he shrieked, his staff wavering toward me.
But it was already too late. I stepped into the Circle and knelt beside Nathan, the Mag burning like lava in my palm.
“Brother!”—this time my voice was truly mine—“Touch it!”
Nathan looked up. His face was twisted with agony, but the light in his eyes still burned. His trembling hand reached toward the Mag.
The moment the stone touched his skin, it felt like lightning striking the earth. Bluish energy surged from the Mag into Nathan’s heart, ripping out the black shard, which fell from his chest with a shriek.
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