Zayde's Point of View
Elijah doesn't waste any time. The moment we finish talking, he walks to the center of the clearing, grabs the stick he was drawing with from the ground, and he starts to draw a wide circle, with symbols, into the dirt.
"Both of you," he says, pointing to Chloe and me, "inside the circle. Now."
I glance at Chloe, and our eyes meet. We stare at each other for a few seconds before we both nod. We step in together, shoulder to shoulder.
"What is this?"
I ask, looking down.
"A containment ward."
Elijah replies as he draws more symbols along the edge.
"It will keep your energy in. If either of you loses control, it won’t bleed out of the circle."
"Well that’s comforting."
I mutter and Elijah looks up at me, arching his eyebrow.
"Would you rather burn the f
