As the corkscrew lowers, the loops of metal spin more tightly around Camilla’s body.
Is this another illusion? Or is Camilla really at risk?
Is this another illusion? Or is Camilla really at risk?Back in my hut, my magic wasn’t strong enough to counter Set’s spell. At least, not at first. It wasn’t until I accessed golden power that I could dispel Set’s illusion.
Perhaps I can tap into that energy again.
Closing my eyes, I seek the inner power that once filled my hands with golden light. No such magic moves inside me. Whatever happened back in my hut, it’s not taking place now.
Opening my eyes, I scan the spiral again. The metal loops now constrict Camilla. She arches her back while gasping for breath.
Alarm rattles down my spine. This is wrong. All the air is being squeezed out of h
