once-pitch-black world lighting up behind my eyelids. I could feel the energy of the ground that shook ferociously, purple sparks charged by pinks and greens.
The flow of magic came from one place, the source of this mine pit's demise, but the trickling of energy told me her batteries were running thin. I couldn't see my image, but I saw the strings of color pouring out from my direction.
Red, orange, gold, and green surged out in front of me, and the turquoise shade that reminded me of the powerful mark on my skin wrapped around me.
It truly looked like a tornado, spinning around me protectively.
The rocks should have crushed me ages ago, but as they fell toward me, their energy sizzled to nothing. It made me feel invincible, and I was going to show this woman my dazzling potential before she met death.
My eyes snapped open, locking onto the woman in front of me. Her shock fueled the stormy current that thrummed through me, and as I smiled in justice, my hands spread out in a 'stop' motion.
The shaking, the falling rocks, everything came to a dramatic stop.
The woman's eyes widened, but she remained in place, proving what I'd just done — I'd stopped this world from crumbling.
You hold the key of two, child. This is a bit of the ever-flowing potential that lives within you. You deserve the truth of who you're meant to be, but timing is everything.
Her wise words meant the world to me, and I somehow understood that what she was sharing with me now was a privilege.
Let me give you a taste of this power, but know that this incident will remain within your dreams and you won't recall it until you deserve to receive it all. To learn your roots and fight to reclaim what is yours. Understood?
I had nothing to lose. Agreeing to these terms and conditions to get another shot at the life I had almost lost — again — was a blessing, and nothing was going to stop me from taking it.
Not even my frightened self.
"Understood."
My words of declaration were followed by my feet moving forward, the steps igniting flames in my scorching presence. The flood of magic oozed out of me and the wind that rushed through my hair felt like I was in the midst of a wondrous field of scented flowers. The heat that hugged me reflected the sun's warmth that I missed so much.
Only seven scorching steps and I was before the frozen woman. All she could do was stare up at me, and I wondered if she regretted hurting what was mine.
How possessive I felt in that moment, standing here to prove that anyone who decided to pick a fight with me would die by my hands. No pity. No remorse. Nothing but surging confidence that I was supreme, and this energy hidden within me would prove that to all who thought otherwise.
"I'm a special human." My voice oozed with prophecy, and I smiled so wide, my teeth had to be showing. "Cassandra. The human who killed you after you tried to mess with what's mine. Remember that in the afterlife."
The hopelessness that flooded her eyes was enough for me. I'd proved my point — my worth — and if anyone questioned it within these walls again, they would feel my wrath.
Everyone would leave me alone until those I cared about got me out of captivity.
Finish what has been started.
Yes. No cowering in the world of supernatural power.
With a single step back, I lifted my head up in pride. I knew that once I closed my fists, the world that had come to a dramatic stop would return to its ticking symphony, the music of destruction ending the final spark of life within these tunnels.
A landmark to remember what had occurred here.
After a few seconds of gloating, I let my trembling fingers dig into my palms, clenching them tightly and letting the pain confirm the final deed.
My eyes closed, just as time began once more, but I wouldn't be the one to hear the final screams of my opponent. My job was done, and wherever I went now would bring me back to the person I normally was.
The human...the weak one...the unknown supernatural.
"Cassandra!"
Something was shaking me uncontrollably, but I just wanted to sleep for an eternity. My mind was in a crazy fog and I needed to sleep it off, but with all this shaking, there was no way I'd be able to rest.
"W...h...a...t." My half-conscious mind