Chapter 81

Daphne

The cracks on the wall stretched upward, spreading to the ceiling. Within seconds, the walls began to split apart. My mouth fell open as the solid concrete crumbled like clay.

Metal clanged loudly in my ears. I turned and saw the bars dividing the cells, bending out of shape, and shaking violently before snapping loose. They were falling apart too.

The detention was built strong enough to withstand any disturbance. So how was it collapsing so easily?

Everything was happening at once. I had no time to think about what I had done, or how I had done it, before my cell burst open.

It opened.

I stared at the fallen bars in horror. That was impossible. The spell used to secure this place wasn’t cast by an ordinary witch. It had been cast by the most powerful one of that era.

Slowly, I looked down at my hands. Then I glanced at the cracked wall, which still reflected parts of my face.

My eyes were still dark gold.

I blinke