Wilma stopped abruptly, turning to Uriel with wide eyes. “She’s powerful?!”
Uriel nodded slowly. “Earlier, she used her inner energy. Just a fragment of it—to shield her body from taking the worst of the lashes. And the light in her… it was pure. No darkness, only strength. Stronger than I expected.”
Wilma’s breath hitched. “Then… that means she can expel poisons from her body?”
“Of course,” Uriel replied firmly. “That would be child’s play for her. Mages can’t heal themselves, but they can fortify their bodies. And with the Alpha King’s mark on her, she gains faster recovery. His lycan essence strengthens her, just as it makes him immune to poison.”
Wilma clenched her fists, her face twisting in frustration. “So the poisons won’t work on her at all!” she snapped. She had been so focus
