Kiara's POV
The invisible force held me in place, pressing down on my limbs, making it impossible to move. The blond man's grin widened as he stepped closer, his fingers twitching with power.
"Nice try, gorgeous," he murmured, his voice dripping with amusement. "But you're not going anywhere."
I struggled, my body trembling as I tried to break free, but the magic was too strong, wrapping around me like a serpent tightening its grip.
Then—a sudden crack.
The blond man's smirk vanished, his body jerking forward as something slammed against the back of his head with a sickening thud.
His eyes rolled back, and before he could react, he crashed onto the floor, unconscious.
I gasped.
A familiar voice rang out, light and teasing.
"Hello, gorgeous."
My eyes snapped up.
Elena.