“So, you’re saying the stories could explain why all of this is happening?” Dahlia asked, her curiosity piqued. She leaned forward, her hands clasped tightly on the table.
“And that’s not the only connection,” Pandora replied, her voice laced with excitement. “The powers described in the stories match ours. Take the Witch of Light, for example. She’s described as a wielder of the purest energies—a beacon in the darkness, but capable of a blinding fury.” Pandora’s eyes lit up as she spoke, her enthusiasm contagious.
Dahlia frowned slightly, still skeptical. “Okay, but how does that connect to us?”
Pandora smirked, her expression mysterious. Without another word, she reached over to the lamp on the table. As her fingers brushed the bulb, the room seemed to dim, the light fading until her fingertips began to glow with an intense, almost blinding brightness. Dahlia shielded her eyes instinctively, her heart racing. The glow vanished as quickly as it appeared, leaving the room in silence.
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“Oh, wow... that was bright,” Dahlia said, her voice tinged with awe.
“Yeah, sorry about that. It’s not usually that intense,” Pandora said with an apologetic grin, shaking her hand as if to diffuse the lingering energy.
Dahlia turned to Airam, her brow furrowed. “Can you do stuff like that?”
“Not on that level,” Airam admitted, glancing at her hands as if they might reveal something hidden. “But I’ve been able to see people’s auras—colors, emotions... it’s hard to explain, but it’s like they glow.”
Dahlia hesitated, then sighed, her voice soft. “I haven’t done anything like that, but… there was this one time. I got mad, and my water bottle exploded. It wasn’t just a crack—it burst. Water everywhere.”
Pandora’s face lit up. “That could mean your powers are like the Witch of the Se—”
She stopped abruptly, her head snapping toward the corner of the room. The sound of footsteps echoed faintly, growing louder with each passing second.
“Did you hear that?” Pandora whispered, her voice barely audible.
The group froze, exchanging uneasy glances as the footsteps drew closer, each one sending a chill down their spines.