102: The Lord of Darkness

Alexa I tried to stand up. My body was trembling, holding back fear mixed with anger. My legs were numb, and I struggled to support myself against the wall behind me. ‘Come on, Alexa, you’re still strong,’ Mythril encouraged me. ‘I can’t move. I’m too weak,’ I whispered, my heart still pounding uncontrollably. I hadn’t expected the seer ritual to drain nearly all my energy. My body felt like it was tied with barbed iron wires all over. Especially my eyes and legs, which wouldn’t move like I want. Meanwhile, Harlow in front of me was struggling with weaker movements. ‘Come on. Fight it! We were so close!’ Mythril once again called for resistance from within me. ‘I… I can’t transform,’ I groaned in the middle of tears. No matter how hard I tried to change form into Mythril’s body, I could feel my energy vanishing as fast as I drew it out. Like a matchstick repeatedly struck against the box, the spark never caught fire. I groaned as Harlow became limp in Alastair’s grip. ‘Alastair’s energ