Lulu
The magical grip dragging me into the centre of the room finally dissolved… only to be replaced by dozens of eyes burning into my skin—hotter than my own elemental fire.
The ritual symbols carved into the floor still glowed gold-red, growing brighter as I was pulled closer. The underground air was damp, but the heavy stench of sorcery dried out my throat instantly.
“We’ve got an uninvited guest,” the sorcerer with one eye covered announced.
So he was the one who dragged me here. His aura slithered across my skin like smoke—powerful, invasive—even without using a binding spell. Meanwhile, the chubby little sorcerer who had caught me hiding squeaked like an excited donkey, clearly thrilled with his “catch.”
Whispers sparked around the circle.
“That’s her…”
“The last elemental fir
