"It's really easy. You just have to grab here," Damien said, grabbing his own shoulder to demonstrate the exact spot. "And then use force to twist."
Severine took another step back. Her back hit the cold stone of the hallway wall. A sharp chill crawled up her spine.
All her senses began to blare frantic warning signals in her mind. It was a visceral, biological instinct—an internal alarm screaming that if she didn't leave this corridor soon, she would be hurt.
"Step aside," she said, straining every muscle to keep her voice perfectly steady and flat. "I have a class to attend."
"No, you don't! I know your schedule, Severine."
Before she could react, his hand shot forward. His fingers wrapped tightly around her hand. Despite her best efforts to pull it back, she failed completely.
Even with her newly awakened abilities, her strength didn't stand a chance against a high-ranking powerhouse like the Wolf Awakener of the Rhodes family.
