Chapter 53

“You have a fever. Do you think you're getting the flu?" Anne pondered, still measuring Zylah's temperature by her throat and cheeks." I have a painkiller in my bag, if you need it.

"I don't feel bad like I'm sick," said Zylah, swallowing dry. She looked out the window again." I feel physically bad... It's like my energy is being sucked in. Does that make sense?

I glanced at Miguel, who narrowed his eyes on Zylah. For a very quick second, Miguel's blue-violet eyes sparkled in a bluish glow very similar to his power, and the odor of angelic magic filled the room. Although my friends could not notice any change in the air, Zylah squeezed herself even more the moment Miguel's magic reached her body. Suddenly, Michael's power returned to his body, as if he had been immediately repelled, and now he was looking at Anne in a very curious way.

"I'm going to prepare a tea for you," I warned, trying to put Zylah sitting down." I think you had strong emotions with the disastrous mee