KAYLA POINT OF VIEW

The symbols on the floor lit up like someone poured fire on them.

I jumped back, hitting the wall hard. My heart was beating so fast it hurt. “Kael, stop!” I shouted. My voice was shaking. “Don’t do this!”

He didn’t even look at me. He just kept moving his hands, drawing glowing lines in the air. Every line made the floor hotter. I felt it on my feet.

“I said I won’t kill you,” he murmured, almost gently. “And I won’t. This will only put them to ...