Elina VIII

At the sound of Elina’s voice, Damonq found his eyes watering, burning fiercely as a kaleidoscope of colors burst in front of him, exploding into a whirling wheel of vivid brightness that nearly blinded him. Instantly he was sick and disoriented, his balance off. For a moment he thought it was a new weapon the dark one had thought out, and he stopped in mid stride, unable to function.

"It's too late to bargain now. Had you come to me any of the thousands of times I commanded you, I would have spared them. Not now. Now you need a lesson." The Dark one said to Elina.

But she kicked him hard, driving her heel into his shin and following it with an elbow to his ribs. It had to hurt. He held her by her hair, but she didn't stop. "I won't let you," she bit out, still fighting.

The words were like a dagger piercing right through Damonq’s soul, slicing it open so all the inky darkness poured out. At the same time, brilliant light rushed in, leaving him shattered. Emotions whirled through his