97. Power

AELIANA

"You’re fucking crazy." Voktor said icily.

She frowned slightly, her eyes glimmering. I let my aura out, allowing it to swirl around our feet, keeping her dark magic at bay. I wasn’t sure if I could fight her off, but… I could try. I was working purely on instinct here. One thing was clear: She was derailing Voktor's mind, trying to get into it and manipulate him. Not only by words, but