The enemy was down. The battle was over. And yet—his power surged, disobedient, ravenous. He could feel it coiling in his chest like a living thing, feeding off the fear gnawing at his thoughts. Not again. He squeezed his eyes shut, but the memory crashed through—the scream, the burst of light, the silence that followed. No he whispered, voice tight. A flare of blue fire burst from his palm, searing the stone beside him. The lightning hissed, wild, seeking something to burn. Stay calm.
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