Chapter 127. The Connection

Saelyna was thrown between not knowing what to do and how to break free from the spell holding her. Her eyes scanned the room, desperately seeking help for help. They searched for help, and they searched hard—they hoped, prayed, demanded—that someone would help her. But no matter where she looked, no one was looking at her. They weren’t looking for help, they weren’t even looking for the stranger. No, they looked away and did nothing. Their eyes were fixed straight ahead, unblinking and unwavering, and all that they were focused on was the battle raging behind them.

As Saelyna watched, her mind raced as she struggled against the spell, desperate to find some way to release herself, but her attempts were fruitless. The longer she remained there in the arms of the witch, the more difficult it became to think clearly. Her breathing became labored, the panic rising inside of her began to spread, spreading until she felt that there was nothing left to breathe. And yet she continued