Dom’s POV
Anastasia continued to amaze me. For someone so small, she was a lot stronger than I expected. Although she was thin, she put up a good fight. Not only that, but her power. It was strong. I had seen witches in battle, but what I witnessed her do, I’ve never seen anything like that.
The way she willed nature like it was an extra limp had me stunned. It was like she was dancing with it. Just like right now. You could feel her power radiating off of the cell bars and through the cement underneath us.
She was truly remarkable. All three of us were engulfed in watching her work. She was chanting something in a laugh unknown to me, but it rolled off of her tongue poetically. After a few minutes, her arms shot out towards the cell bars; covered in the paste she created just moments
