Chapter Seven
The magic within
Their faces shimmered with silver and gold, like there were millions of small crystals under the surface of skin so pale, it was almost transparent. Their irises were deep red, and this bizarre surprise freaked me out. Fear paralysed me. I couldn’t move. I felt like I was chained to the ground, still holding Aly in my arms.
In Draconia, everyone could produce magic, even the tiny amount in my system counted, but now I began to understand why the mages always wore their heavy cloaks. Their magic hummed and visibly skyrocketed through their veins, and that’s why they were sparkling so much. I needed to get closer to them, experience their strong power. The magic—it was addictive. They were standing several meters away from me, but I felt this invisible pull
