Third-person Pov- Theon
Theon stepped into the beautiful glowing circle, the colors intricate and blending together, so many colors. He saw purples, blues, greens, pinks, so many more swirling together like a vortex waiting to pull him in and place him somewhere else. He wasn’t scared of venturing into the unknown, unsure where this strange glowing circle was going to lead him. Quite the opposite, he was determined. Determined to get stronger, to be better, to fight harder, for the power that he deserved. Despite having all of the power of all of the dead witches stored inside him, it wasn’t enough, not even close enough to quench his thirst for power. Actually, the more he accumulated, the more he wanted, the never-ending search for more, but that wasn’t all he wanted. He wanted the drag
