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My mouth ran dry. The wall was solid behind me, and heat was beginning to build up between us. What was I supposed to do in this situation? He was still staring at me full of confidence, knowing fully well that he'd cornered me. I looked to my side, the wall had run out of its width, and I was sure behind was a large space. But it was covered by darkness. What lay in the darkness remained unknown to me, and that seemed to terrify me the more.
My mind was running wild, going back and forth. Erastus saved me, but could I trust him? What if it was just a tactic to get me to confess?
"What was I…? What exactly do you want to hear?"
"How you performed black magic," he said, his eyes glinting maliciously.
I swallowed, my fists squeezing my clothes hard, "I don't have magic. How could I…?"
"Don't force me, Perez," he purred, his voice coming out slow, and lazy.
