What even was this woman?
Sienna's mind had stopped functioning, overwhelmed, crushed under the weight of impossibility after impossibility.
Cecilia knew. She knew everything. That Sienna had drugged her own brother. That she had planned to trap him, to claim him, to make him hers. She had even lured her here, using herself as bait, and was now collecting proof.
Proof to show Arkai.
Proof that would destroy everything.
But that wasn't even the worst part. The worst part was the strength. This impossible, incomprehensible strength that had frozen an entire cemetery, that had stopped time itself, that had rendered Sienna's magic completely useless. She must've done some unimaginable things to be able to get this strong.
Not even her mother, Ines, was this strong.
This was… demonic!
This woman… Cecilia Araceli must be such an evil person. Such an evil, evil person.
