"You are wasting time" the man with silver eyes whispered, his voice insinuating humor. "Do you believe they can deliver you?"
I clenched my fists. "I can save myself."
His smirk deepened. "Can you?"
Then pain.
A piercing, searing pain shot through me as the darkness struck back, thrashing against me.
No. No, no, no.
I dropped to my knees, and my sight flickered between the real world and another dimension.
I saw Ethan. His face was a mask of fear, and he was clutching his hands as fists.
I saw Emilia. Her magic was flaring, but there was uncertainty in her eyes.
I saw myself.
Or rather, the thing I was becoming.
No, I refused.
I wouldn't become this.
I gritted my teeth and pushed the darkness back with every bit of strength I had left.
"You don't control me" I snarled through the pain.
The void around me shuddered.