MADELINE
It was just there, huge and ragged, carrying across the dark space and coming back to me from the stone walls in fragments.
I clenched my teeth as it faded and sat there shaking, the mana collapsed back into nothing, leaving me hollow and scorched.
"Cian!"
My voice broke on his name.
"Cian! Where are you?"
I had nothing. Only the echo of my own voice and then silence.
"This is not what we agreed to!" I heard the way my own voice sounded, high and cracking, and I hated it. "Cian!"
Still, there was no answer.
