Seraphina's POV
"Myra, behind you!" I gave out the warning, but the battlefield was already covered with shadows.
Wolves of flame and ashes moved through our lines, their eyes were glowing with Elira's corruption. The sea blew on the cliffs covering us with foam as though even the ocean feared what it saw.
Myra's white cloth moved in the wind, her staff was burning with moonlight as she turned cutting down two of Elira's shadow wolves with one sweep. But I saw the darker figure charging through the chaos, its eyes were filled with a curse I had never seen before.
It wasn't a wolf, but it was something fouler. A beast and vessel for Elira's new blood magic.
"Myra, it is coming for me!" I shouted again, my voice breaking.
She turned her head, her eyes were looking at mine across the chaos. And in that single heartbeat, I saw the curse leaving the creature's body moving around through the place, aimed straight at me.
