RYDEN

　　　 My limbs quaked in exhaustion. Every inch of my body ached. I had cuts everywhere, splinters in my skin, blood dripping from my forehead and my arms. I lost count of how many times I flew away, dropped, and dragged, and I couldn’t even get close to the demon.

　　　 He was far stronger than I’d ever imagined. Knowing that he had Amelia’s face, he could have taken her powers, too, if it was even possible.

　　　 Margaret’s power ...