I close my eyes and draw all of the power I have left in me, pulling energy from the very ground at my feet. I pray that this magic will still work. It has to.
I feel the blue flame forming at my fingertips, slowly at first, then the energy begins to build.
“You can do it,” Marcus encourages me.
But the world around me is beginning to spin, and I’m afraid I might pass out before I can get it to work.
Marcus places his hands on my shoulders, and a purple glow radiates from his touch. He’s sending his power through me. Earth magic.
The dizziness fades a little, and the power from my hands flickers with the colors of my magic and Marcus’ combined. I narrow my eyes and lift my chin to the heavens, sending a giant lightning bolt of colorful magic into the clouds. It lands with a thunderi
