A Dangerous Path
"You never told me it would feel like this," Alex muttered, staring down at their trembling hands.
The sensation of the power coursing through their veins was overwhelming—like electricity constantly buzzing beneath the surface, just waiting to explode. It wasn't just a matter of control; it was a matter of survival now. The power was intoxicating, dangerous, and all-consuming.
The stranger, standing a few feet away with their arms crossed, raised an eyebrow. "And what did you expect? Power never comes without a price. You asked for this."
"I didn't ask for it like this," Alex snapped, pacing in the clearing. The ground was still damp from the recent storm, the air thick with tension. "I thought… I thought I could control it. But it feels like it's controlling me."