That golden gaze turned towards him, but there wasn't much of Arden in them. It was like she was asleep with her eyes open, this flare of power more like a reflex than anything else.
The bronze had cut her off from Air, from her powers. For a full day and a night, there had been nothing. And now that most of the bronze was gone, the Air had come rushing back in, more and more, higher and higher. This was just the spillover, her magic asserting itself once more without her conscious mind to focus it and tamp it down.
Sleep-casting, it was called. Callista, Grimm, and Duke had broken her of the habit when she was younger but right now there was just too much magic within her to keep it from spilling right back out.
If it helped? She was going to feel really guilty and embarrassed about this later.
Re: Reap the Whirlwind
The bronze had cut her off from Air, from her powers. For a full day and a night, there had been nothing. And now that most of the bronze was gone, the Air had come rushing back in, more and more, higher and higher. This was just the spillover, her magic asserting itself once more without her conscious mind to focus it and tamp it down.
Sleep-casting, it was called. Callista, Grimm, and Duke had broken her of the habit when she was younger but right now there was just too much magic within her to keep it from spilling right back out.
If it helped? She was going to feel really guilty and embarrassed about this later.
Probably didn't help.