CHAPTER FORTY-EIGHT
Anna flailed about in the waters as the two on the bridge watched her desperate struggles. Bidao gripped the railing and watched in horror as their victim sank into the dark depths.
“Pull her out, Shian!” Bidao shouted as she whipped her head around to her friend. Shian impassively stood there staring into the dark depths of the swift river. Bidao grabbed her friend’s arm and shook it. “I cannot pull her out without risking bashing her to death upon the lifted waters, so you must pull her out now! Shian! Now!”
Shian shook herself from her dark thoughts and lifted one hand. A soft icy glow emanated from her hand and a frozen droplet formed in her palm. She swept her arm outward and the droplet shot into the water like a spear. The magic sparkled in the depths
