From the Shadows

I looked at Glynda, my thoughts were running amok. My head felt like it was going to split wide open.

"My thoughts are a bit distorted right now, I'm trying to focus. Please forgive me I'm running on fumes."

My body, normally concerned with producing magical energy is drained. It's trying to over-compensate by using that production cycle to try and stabilize myself.

"Oh no I completely forgot, wait here," Glynda, turned around attempting to teleported herself.

"Hold on," I said trying to reach out to her, "I'll be fine for the time being, there's something more pressing."

"What is it?" Glynda said as she turned back towards me.

"The witch got to the northern wing, inside the tower, the seal is breaking."

"What!? No!"

"Yeah and ..." Immediately I noticed something in my peripheral, something that made my eyes turn wide and my blood run cold.

"Dwyera, what's wrong; it's here now, isn't it?"

"Yeah, it is!"

I could feel it's presence in the room. That dark vile creature that made my blood turn from cold to boiling hot.