Arianna's eyes seemed to bore into Lyra's soul, filling her with a sense of unease. Kael stood protectively in front of Lyra, his eyes flashing with anger.
"What do you want, Arianna?" Kael growled.
Arianna's smile grew wider. "I want Lyra," she said. "She's a powerful Shadowborn, and I intend to claim her for myself."
Lyra's eyes widened in horror. Claim her? What did Arianna mean?
Kael took a step forward, his fists clenched. "You'll never take her," he snarled.
Arianna laughed, a cold, mirthless sound. "We'll see about that," she said.
With a flick of her wrist, Arianna sent a bolt of dark energy shooting towards Lyra. Kael leapt forward, intercepting the attack with his own magic.
The two of them clashed, their powers locked in a fierce battle. Lyra watched in awe, her heart pounding with fear.
What does Lyra do next?