Page 66 of Amethyst and Iron
Just like the dorms within Umbralis Circle were engineered to withstand mammoth displays of brute strength, these here in Obscura Circle were made to hold up against magical eruptions.
Well, the overall structural integrity of the space.
The furniture and items within said space were another matter.
I watched my power blast into my bed, destroying the hefty wood and setting the sheets on fire.
My magic radiated out, my hands trembling with the force of it that I was expelling in such a furor. It shattered a gargoyle statue, blew a hole in my closet doors, scorched the floor in several places as well.
My shadows and frost reacted, following suit, and wanting in on the destruction.
I tried to stop it, but it was too late—the need to let loose too strong.
My magic was angry too.
No. Beyond anger.
In moments, my shadows were swirling around, like a dangerous black and gray tornado sweeping up my clothing,knick-knacks, my bags and suitcase, my jewelry-making tools. My frost blasted into them, freezing and cracking them, as it also spread up the walls, trying to dominate the space.
And then it happened—my Dark Fae power evolved from my usual shimmering bursts to flash lightning. It was the darker aspect of my power that I rarely unleashed, for obvious reasons.
But right now… right now Iwantedto.
I wanted it to rage.
I wanted it to destroy.
I wanted to feel better!
I wanted control!
This wasmypower!
I heard a knock.
A shove at the door.
I didn’t give a damn.
But I was made to in the next moment when a burst of white light blew the fucking thing open.
Cassius strode in, his magic live.
His gaze flicked from the destruction I was unleashing to me.
And then he strangely nodded to himself.
“As you wish,little shadow.”
In the next moment, he put out the flames, then blurred toward me.
He snagged my waist, unfurled his wings, then drove us through the window, shattering the reinforced glass under his Immortal power, as he soared us high into the sky at breakneck speed.
“What the—what thehell?”I demanded, shoving away from Cassius the moment we touched down on some… some… mountaintop?
The moment he’d grabbed me, my magic had shorted out, recognizing him, not wanting to hurt him.
All right, it had beenme.Consciously pulling it back immediately.
