Cold darkness

Jane knew very well that the barrier is not going to last.

Her throat throbbed irritatingly. The spell was delivered correctly but it costed her throat to roughed and scratchy. Stopping hereby will cost a setback. The spell is too monumentally sensitive.

Jane solemnly close her eyes for a moment. Her mind was bustling in focus.

Throughout their session, Jane felt a strange sensation, something disturbing. Her eyes snapped open and saw Mia, her face creased in tears.

“Mia?” Jane mentally said. “Is anything alright?”

Mia looked up to her. Tears welled in her eyes. She broke the chanting of spell.

“She’s dying.” And her voice gone down to rue.

“What?” Jane shook her head. She knew who Mia’s talking about. “That’s not possible.”