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VIOLYA
Artaz jerked his hands and a flash of jagged light flew at V.
She crossed her arms in front of her and blocked it with a shield of red that shimmered before her from head to foot.
The boy looked confused as the bolt flew off to one side and blasted a hole in the wall through to the next room.
This is the magic he must’ve used to kill my warriors and the Khumarahs in the hallway. It had been effortless, instinctive. He had mastered his magic, had tested his strength, trusted completely in his abilities. He is far more advanced than I am.
The child is stronger than you, it’s true. V’s magic replied, but you are not weak.
He attempted a second time. The bolt of light bounced off her shield and upwards into the ceiling. Rubble and dust dropped on their heads and Artaz duc
