**Evelina's POV **
“Amaya!” I screamed running to her as she bled out on the floor.
The dark smoke that had been holding her captive, snaked out to me, clamping around my body and holding me still. But I was ready. I let my power surge forth, crackling dangerously so that the smoke around me recoiled briefly. But then it surged forward again. I reached out a hand, a gust of wind throwing Remy off-balance. However, she was ready and braced herself against my onslaught. I had not been expecting to fight a witch! And I was still weak from healing Luca and Elena.
“If it’s a fight you want,” she stated calmly, her own palms lighting up with dark energy, “then it is a fight you shall get. You will defeat me, Evelina. I have no doubt. But at what cost?”
The gurgling sound of Amaya choking on
