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Chapter 53

GWEN

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For the umpteenth time, I let out a frustrated breath. Night has fallen over the building and despite my stomach nipping at me, I fight to direct fire through the tight ropes around my arms. All that comes out is a tendril if smoke. And with my arms bound, I have no hope of being able to control water.

Herra Eunice's voice chooses at that moment to float into my mind. To weild fire, you have to become one yourself...

Think, Astrid, what is the most furious you've been...

Anxiety grips me. In Mount Ilya, Malcolm had been my sole reason for anger. Now that I've found I had no reason to hate him, I don't feel that dark thrill anymore, the one capable of summoning wings of fire, or even a paltry fireball.

The doors open and in the moonlight, I make out long, white hair. I tense.

Elenora's steps draw closer. When she stands before me, I have only a moment to take in the fresh leather of her boot before it comes flying into my face

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