“I made a promise to you that I would serve you as long as she lived. That you could wield my magic as your own as long as she breathed.” His voice sounded strong, defiant. There was a time they would have counted each other amongst their friends. Those feelings had long ago sputtered into ashes.

“You have fed on me like a parasite.” He took a step towards him.

“And I am starting to remember.”

He felt a crackle of magic in the room. The sharp rise of temperature that would have made sweat run down his back if he was human.

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