DEVIN
My claws aimed for the warlock's throat. They never got close enough though.
Before my talons could make contact, a powerful force latched onto my hand, constricting me. It was Jason, desperately trying to hold me back. “Devin, Are you mad?”
In that moment, fury coursed through my veins, drowning out his voice of reason. With a grim determination, I twisted and contorted, feeling the sickening snap of my own bones. It was the only way to break free from Jason's iron grip.
I lunged forward, driven by a primal instinct to rend and tear, but my body betrayed me. Agony surged like molten lava, searing through my limbs almost immediately, and I collapsed on the table.
The pain continued to explode throughout my body so badly that I felt something thick and moist flow out of my eye
