Ritual spot.

Leila's POV.

A scream rips from through my throat as ice cold water cascades down my body.

"Get up" Shantel hisses at me in a harsh tone, I can see her silhouetted figure in the room, my mind is in a haze and I try to focus, to regain my bearings.

Her voice pierces my ears but all I see are blurry spots, "Get up" she repeats with more emphasis, I can't move, my limbs are shaking violently, "Stand up at one and do not waste my time, the ritual is happening elsewhere. " She snaps at me, it takes my brain a few seconds to process this, the ritual she speaks of means death.

They are going to kill me and take my powers, I try to stand, and immediately I am hit with another wave of dizziness.

Fear shoots through my spine in a hot wave, gripping me, my mouth goes dry, my throat clogs up and my eyes water.

I feel my knees give out, they give way beneath me, and I collapse on the floor once again, a sob tears from me as I curl up into myself, wrapping my arms around my shivering body.