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A Well Planned Trap

[Aera’s POV]

Once I’m out of the room, I extend my senses until I can feel Ayla. Although I had noticed that something was off about her the day before, just how weak her aura felt confirmed that there was something serious going on.

Unable to stop the worry that suddenly flares, I move, heading in the direction that I feel her, while those who roam around the temple watch me. Their gazes take me in as if I’m some sort of foreign object, given the fact that outsiders are usually not allowed in this place.

Despite wanting to tell them off for their blatant actions, I force myself to ignore them. Right now, the biggest concern is getting to Ayla. However, before I reach, a hand reaches out, wraps around my arm, and pulls, sending me crashing into a small broom closet.

"What the hell?" I hiss, looking around until my eyes came to rest on Celia. "What are you doing?" I continue, going on full alert.

"I wanted to talk to you," she responds, her face remaining calm.

"Talk," I repeat, raisin
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