As I storm out of the Strigon Residence, tears streaming down my face, I can feel my magic spiraling out of control. I take a deep breath and try to calm myself down, but it's no use. I need help. I storm through the narrow hallways, feeling anxiety squeezing at my chest as I try to run out of there as fast as possible. And I make it.
My thoughts are still a jumbled mess as I get to the high school building. I consider heading to Kir's office, to have him help me control my magic. But something in me rebels against the idea. I’ve weakened him enough during my last visit. I’m going to kill the old man, if I don’t learn to control myself.
But I need someone who understands me and can offer me comfort. Someone, who can make me calm down to the point, where my emotions don’t rage around anym
