Eleonore’s POV
I watched a wicked smile overtake Bastian's face as he heard my voice.
“It’s not such a powerful thing,” he hummed as I felt his fingers brush over where he held my neck. “But it will be, we shall see to it.”
I watched Bastian with fear in my eyes, wondering what he was planning to do with me. But before I could think or come up with anything I felt him take a step towards me and watched in horror as his entire body walked through the magical force field that had held him and through the physical metal bars as well.
I gasped, had he been able to leave this entire time? How had Ronan not noticed this?
“Surprised?” he asked as he shook his head at me, bending it lightly to stare at me through his eyelashes. “You shouldn’t be, though. You’ve traversed through worlds before, you’re shocked that I can walk through a few mages’ measly attempts at containing me?”