“Okay.” She nodded. And then shut her eyes tight. “Go ahead.”
I took a second to steady my hand, and then I sliced across her palm. She yelped, but held steady as I watched her blood join ours in the bubbling pool. After about twenty seconds, the blood magic took hold, and the water flashed from a dark pink liquid to silver. “Go to Aunt Wendy.” I released her hand and her eyes flashed open. She ran to Wendy, who cleaned the wound. Everyone else was watching me as I grabbed the statues and dropped them into the molten silver liquid.
Micca moved closer to the bowl. “What’s happening?”
I sat silently. My entire focus on the bubbling liquid. The timing had to be perfect. I watched as the silver slowly disappeared, the magic sucking it away. Once the last flash of silver could be seen, I p
