Elsa stared at the pale body of the magician and sighed. It wasn't her fault but the being in her had suddenly laughed forward.
Shaking her head, she walked out of the umbrella once again to process what just happened.
The rest stared at her in shock. The magician had suddenly hurled himself at Danniel who wasn't completely in the circle inside.
She had left them to keep herself in check but the moment the man lunged himself at Danniel, her sanity had suddenly snapped.
She had rushed with phantom speed towards him, and taking him inside, something drained the magician's blood. It never spilled nor did it go into her body, he just became dry.
"Who are you?" She suddenly asked walking into the washroom. Thankfully no one was in and it was just her and the mirror.
She stared at he
