Liam sits cross-legged on his bed, eyes closed, trying to concentrate and feel his surroundings—just as Aldriana had ordered. He's been doing this for almost an hour since getting back from the meeting.
But to his frustration, he cannot feel anything. Is she pranking me? Why can't I feel anything?! What is it I'm supposed to feel?!
Oh! I forgot to tell Dad!
He reaches for his phone and calls Linus.
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Theo can barely open his window. His hand is shaking so badly that he misses the handle a few times. Once he's inside, he drops his illusion and shield.
The reflection staring back at him in the full-length mirror is alarming.
His face is ghostly pale. His usually shiny white hair has lost its luster and clings to his head like a wet rug. His black top is soaked with cold sweat. He knows he should wash the sweat off, but he's so exhausted that he just changes into his pajamas and climbs into bed.
