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“Her father, now get out of the way!” Magnus demands, and everyone falls silent.
Thanks for that, Magnus.
“Sweetheart, I know you don’t want to, but you’re going to have to do it. You’re too close to the edge.”
“Nope.”
“Farren, be reasonable. You’ve lost too much blood.”
“Do what?” Reaper asks.
“No, if I do that, I could hurt someone. You know what I will be like after.”
“The guys and I will spar with you. There’s enough of us, and we can take turns. They aren’t weak.”
“I can’t,” I mutter as I feel myself fading.
“You’ve got no choice!” He yells as he picks me up. “I’m moving you down to the gym. Just hold on a little bit longer.”
“What’s happening?” Loki asks.
“I’ll explain. Just follow me, all of you, please. She’s going to need every one of you.” He declares as he jogs down the hallway. We finally reach the gym,
“Lock the doors.” He orders.
“I can’t believe I’m going to do this. Warn them!” I demand, opening my eyes and finding them all towering above me with various levels of panic on their faces.
“What is she going to do?” Storm demands.
“She’s going into the Void. It’s the only thing that will save her now with that fucking potion still in her system. The problem is that once she comes out, she will have an abundance of power and not enough control. She is going to need to spar with each of us to get some of it out. She will beat all of you.” He warns them. “Now, Sweetheart, go.”
Chapter Five
Darkness consumes me as the Void swallows me whole. I hear Magnus reassuring the guys as I disappear from their view. Aw, they care. I would have thought they would be glad to see me disappear. Immediately, the Void welcomes me as its own, healing me and filling me with delicious power. I land in a crouch, aware of everyone and everything in the room, my senses becoming even more acute. The Void didn’t only heal my wound but also burned the remaining poison from my veins. The only thing it won't have healed are the slashes along my back. They were made with a spelled blade, designed to take a long time to heal.
“Fuck me, look at her eyes,” Mayhem exclaims.
“They’re glowing!”
“That’s normal,” Magnus replies.
“That’s not fucking normal.” Storm retorts.
“It’s normal for her. I’m up first.” Magnus replies, approaching me slowly. “Any control?”
“Enough,” I growl.
“Don’t kill me.” He says, looking amused.
“I’ll try not to,” I reply sincerely and charge at him.
He throws a full power energy ball at me, making the guys curse and step forward to stop him before they all gasp in shock as it hits me in the chest and doesn’t make my steps falter. It takes less than a minute before Magnus calls on one of the guys to take over, his breathing harsh. Storm steps up next, his horns sparking as he calls his power to him, his wings flapping behind him. I grin, my eyes still glowing. He’s fast, faster than most, but even so, he doesn’t land a single hit but takes many. He lasts a full ten minutes, though, which is longer than anyone else has when I’ve just come out of the Void. He’s made a considerable dent in my power level and given me back more of my control but not enough.
“Reaper, you're up.” He orders.
“Remember, it’s helping her,” Magnus mutters as Reaper hesitates.
I let loose an inhuman growl, making their eyes widen in shock. Reaper rolls his shoulders and flicks out his hand's, flames instantly engulfing them and my eyes widen. I have no idea what kind of supernatural can do that. His slitted eyes glow as he uses my distraction to his advantage, striking out and actually making a hit. Panic enters his eyes as my skin smoulders until he sees that by the time he’s pulled back, I’m already healed.
