Nyala
"So, Nyala, how was the trip to your hometown?" Rose's question pulled me back to the present moment. My mind wasn't entirely back in my body. I couldn't believe I had left Aldmoor without achieving anything, especially without regaining my powers. My last confrontation with Corvin had ended in disappointment.
I found myself in a flashback, revisiting the conversation I had with Corvin, a desperate attempt to regain my lost abilities.
I could feel the weight of that conversation pressing on me as I recalled it. Corvin's voice had been cold and unwavering, his eyes void of any sympathy. "You are leaving Aldmoor without what you wanted, Nyala," he had said, his words like a bitter truth I couldn't escape. "Your powers won't return unless I unsealed it.”
I had argued, pleaded, and e
