The world rushed back in a violent surge.
Air slammed into my lungs. Light exploded behind my eyelids. The roar of magic filled my ears like thunder trapped in a bottle. My knees hit stone, hard enough to jolt through my bones, but I barely felt it.
Because power was roaring through me.
Silver light wrapped around my arms, climbing from the mark and spiraling upward in ribbons of heat. Each breath I took came out glowing. The entire chamber responded, the silver veins pulsing in synchrony with my heartbeat.
I rose slowly from the center of the well.
Lira gasped. Ember let out a choked sob. Leah whispered something that sounded like holy words. Felix swore.
Riven stepped back with wide eyes.
“She did it,” he said softly. “She rewrote the mark.”
Nathan did not speak.
He moved.
He s
