Seraphine's POV
"No!" The word tore from my throat as I dropped to my knees beside Theodore, Dalia and Darius flanking me on either side.
The writhing shadows surged toward my face like living things, their darkness so complete it seemed to swallow light itself. I recoiled, my heart hammering against my ribs as terror flooded my veins. One shadow remained inches from my face while the others began their slow, deliberate circle around us. Their touch was ice-cold corruption sliding across my skin, leaving trails of dread in their wake. The oppressive magic pressed down on me like a weight trying to crush my lungs.