21. Azakeal and God

'He warps human minds and feed twisted feelings.' - Bloodsongs

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(Art)

Art sat in the silence for a second before he pulled himself out of the daze he was in.

He felt as though someone had pounded on him over and over again. Just a protective spell, and he was already drained from it.

The wolf was so massive just a normal protective spell didn't work. He had to do a lot and it took a lot out of him.

He had always thought of himself as kinda powerful. He was powerful when compared to humans, but this beast, this evil that could warp itself into different creatures, Art was no match against it, was he?!

In the nightmares, his magick never worked, not at all, not even a little spark, and now, in reality, suddenly now, after the meeting with this wolf, his magick seemed to have gone wonky.

He didn't know what to think of that. Now, he was a little bit glad that he had magick.

He sighed as he relaxed his body and focused on the broken glass of the car. He closed his eyes as he whispered