Chapter Thirteen

“What do you want?”

Elyssa clenched her teeth against the pounding in her chest. The witch would not get the pleasure of watching her squirm in fear.

“Your heart might explode if you don’t calm yourself, azure.”

“Better that than getting what you want from me,” Elyssa shot.

In a split second, the witch was standing right in front of Elyssa, and she almost jumped out of her skin.

“Now, azure, I’ve gone five decades without the gift of an azure. I don’t intend to waste another second battling words with my dinner.”

Then she gripped Elyssa’s throat, and she lifted her up with ease. As she choked, Elyssa grabbed onto her arm for support, and inadvertently channelled her gift. She shrieked at the contact and  flung Elyssa away, leaping back from Elyssa’s touch.

Elyssa bounced off the wall, rolling into the black dirt on the ground with a grunt. After groaning against the pain in her midriff for a minute, she struggled to get up