"Nghh..." Anna stared at the globe, her head pounding; her vision wavered for a moment as she tried to focus. The loss of the earth filled her, like the crisp wound of a snapped stem. She had skill...
I wish to be strong-... The triple-orbs became two; became one. She felt rather than saw Shibey behind her, the Incubator in a pose like something waiting. Listening.
I wish for power...... She took a deep breath, and brought her hands up.
< Wish accepted. >And then the glass was covered in darkness, a darkness that writhed like living vines but was
not, not connected to the earth at all. As the magic contracted, the glass beneath hissed, then bent inwards, not shattering but deforming underneath the curse power. The vines covered every inch of the surface, thorned, pulling inwards...
Until nothing was left but one small object, coiled tight, power waiting to release like a spring.
Anna's vision wavered, and she fell forward on her hands and knees.
"There. There. It's done. I did it. C-can I go now? P-please?" she whispered. She wanted nothing more than to go back to her room and be sick. She felt so terrible, so nauseous and ill...
