As claws dug into my throat, panic overwhelmed me. My mind had instantly gone blank, apart from one thought: fight.
I grasped the hands with my own and kicked back with my foot, feeling it connect with someone. I heard a grunt, but the hold on my neck didn’t falter. Without stopping to think, I reached into my power, like I had practiced countless times. Less than a second later, I had opened my access to magic, somehow able to keep the connection open through all the panic and adrenaline I felt.
Fight.
I remembered what that voxomancer had done to me at the entrance exam - sending a blast of force that had completely incapacitated me.
My mind was working a thousand miles an hour, and a milisecond later, I tried recreating the voxomancer’s spell.
The hold on my neck was gone. Everyt
