Page 125 of Immortal Origins
“She can do it!” She heard Lily’s ragged voice snap back.
She’d keep calling until she had enough. Not a second sooner.
She forced her magick to grow inside of her, filling her to its absolute limit.
Her lungs tensed as she coughed and the taste of iron coated the back of her throat as she forced her mana into him. More.More.
“Stop this!” Casimir roared from a corner of the room and Ambrose threw her hand to the spot where his voice had come from and a purple-white streak exploded and hit something, but she didn’t have the time to see if she’d made her mark.
She placed her hand back on Akadian’s chest and threw everything inside of her into him.
“Heal him. Heal him!”she screamed in her mind, knowing they could hear her.
“You could die, young mage, you must stop this.”
“Heal him!” she demanded and pushed more of her mana into him as her vision began to grow dark.“Now!”
“We cannot. His life is in fate’s hands now.”
“Like hell it is!”She called more. Letting it flow into him.“It’s inmine.”
She called more, until she was sure she’d explode from the pressure but commanded her body to hold as the power flowed from her to him.
She called until her screams and pain fused into one and her nerves fired under her skin, burning her from the inside out. Her arms shook but sheforced them still. Her back arched as the light in the palm of her hands exploded into a scorching flash and vanished altogether.
Ambrose stared down at her hands, then to Akadian’s still face as she waited with baited breath.
And waited.
And waited.
His wounds were gone but his eyes stayed shut and his chest didn’t move.
“No…“ she sobbed. It wasn’t enough. Itstillwasn’t enough. “No!”
Her body shook as her tears ran down her face. She wrapped her arms around him and didn’t bother to restrain her sorrow. She didn’t care who was watching or that she was surrounded by her enemies. She’d put everything into that magick and it still wasn’t enough.
She couldn’t save Marybeth.
She couldn’t save Antony.
She couldn’t save Danthan.
She couldn’t save any or them—
Akadian’s eyes flew open and his body convulsed as his lungs gasped for air.
“Oh, thank thegods,” Ambrose sobbed, her tears staining his shirt. “You’re alive.”
He stared up at her through wide eyes, the corners of his mouth turned down as his hands ran over his body checking for wounds. She placed a hand to his temple and almost sobbed when she felt the shimmering haze was gone and his eyes looked at her.Reallylooked at her.
The sound of relief that left her lips was something mixed with hysteria.
“You don’t look very pleased for someone who’s just cheated death,” she choked as tears ran down her cheeks.
He gave her a half smile. “Cheated for now, you mean.”
Wrapping her fingers in his hair, she pulled him close and hugged him. Sobbing into his shoulder, she squeezed his neck and let the relief take her.
