CHAPTER TWENTY-SIX † FIRESNAP. POP. SIZZLE. I burn. Not my body. I lost control of it what seems like ages ago. My consciousness
burns, and I scream. Snap. Pop. Crackle. The flames consume me completely, binding me to unending agony. It forces me to watch what the creature is doing to my body.
It runs, even if we both know it will not survive out in the woods. I grew up in this enchanted forest. I know where I need to go to escape the monsters that dwell within its green walls. The
creature does not realize this. So it keeps me in the pyre that it set ablaze.
My pain is twofold. The first being the violation of my body. The helplessness seeps deep inside and refuses to let go, damaging my psyche. The second is the spell used to counter mine. Not only
does it protect from counterattack
