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I ducked as Darius swung at me.
His eyes were full of hatred.
He didn't recognize me.
I glanced at myself again.
I was a monster. My fangs and my scales and my eyes! God!
I ducked again, barely missing a magic-covered fist.
“D, it's me!” I cried.
“You're an illusion!” Darius cried. He paused, gathering magic in his hands.
He was going to throw a fireball at me.
My cousin was trying to kill me with a fireball.
My vision narrowed. My breathing increased as my heart rate soared.
“D, you're delusional!” I cried.
Whoosh!
He sent a fireball flying at me.
I jumped out of the way, crashing into a pillar. I hit my head on the floor.
Darius stalked toward me.
I had nowhere else to go.
My head rang with pain. I couldn't move.
“Why did we listen to Harriet?” he asked himself. “Wh
