When Strength Is Needed

Her eyelids felt heavy, so she kept them closed as she examined her surroundings with her other senses. The floor beneath her was cold, and the air felt damp. There was a drip of water somewhere nearby. Or was it far away? Catherine could not tell because of the echo. Calm. That is what Silas always told her. Remain calm and examine everything. He was the only one of her husbands who taught her offensive Majyks. Gunther and Zion refused. So, Catherine felt Silas’s tips would be the best to follow for now. The surface under her right hand felt rough, and she realized her wrists were bound by something coarse and snug.

Rope. Catherine opened one eye to take a peek at her surroundings, but could see nothing. Did they bind her eyes too? Carefully, she reached up her hands, only to find nothing on her face. No, it was just that dark in here. She expected this, but that did not make it less scary. Her foes on this world were making their first moves, so she played right into