Breaking the Spell

(Neva’s POV)

Everything hurts.

My lungs burned, my knees wobbled, and my vision spun. The roar of the crowd was a blur of noise and faces, fading in and out as though I was slipping between worlds.

My strength was fading so fast, and my sword felt heavy like my arms no longer belonged to me.

I couldn't end up like this… I’ve come too far to fall in front of them all. I can't fail like this.

Throug