/-Alora-/
The only sounds in the clearing were the heavy breaths of the fighters and the soft rustling of the leaves. It was creepy that the creature's ash was still in the air, telling us of the recent fight.
My hands still shook with the power flowing through me as the last few flames fizzled and then went out.
His eyes looked deep into my soul, looking for things I didn't even know I had. "Alora, talk to me," he begged in a quiet, pressing tone.
"What do you want me to say?" I growled, and the high energy level made my words sharper. "That I knew this was going to happen? Do I understand any of it? I don't because..."
Celia took a step closer, her face covering worry and caution. "Please answer, Alora. That creature targeted you. It knew your name. Why?"
"I don't know!" I screame
