[Music recommendation: London Grammar - Wild Eyed]
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'Your blood.'
Aliana's pulse thundered against her skin the instant the whisper echoed in her mind.
She didn't fully understand what it meant or how her blood could help, but she didn't hesitate for a single second. In her eyes, Gavriel's suffering form was all that mattered. Even with chaos raging around her, she pressed her palms against the barrier, channelling her magic just as she had done upstairs. Though this shield was far stronger and impossible to dissolve completely, there was no turning back.
A blood-red aura burst from her frame. The barrier twisted and warped under her volatile magic, creating just enough of an opening for her to slip through.
The moment she crossed the threshold, the violent pressure of his powers slammed against her, flinging her hard against the iron bars. She bit her lip to swallow a scream as the crushing weight of his powers threatened to tear her apart.
