The magic pushed back, bound tightly. Terror of our bonds sent a surge of energy through me, bathing my whole body in chills. I could feel the magic wanting more desire. It reached out, tearing the bindings back from my flesh, breaking me and forcing me to surrender.

Every single sinew, every single muscle, every single nerve, a searing torment that burned like white-hot fire. It stole my will snatching it faster than I could hold on. I could feel the magic's hunger and it ...