Chapter 62

Mia's Pov

I stood alone in the heart of the woods, my voice echoing through the trees as I chanted the spell over and over again. Each repetition felt like a desperate plea, but the magic refused to respond. Frustration gnawed at me as I clutched the book of enchantments, flipping through its pages to ensure I hadn’t missed a single detail. The words were right, the movements were precise—so why the hell wasn’t it working?

Kalazar’s haunting presence loomed in my mind, a reminder of our last brutal encounter. His power had nearly overwhelmed me, and only by sheer will and a reckless maneuver had I managed to survive. Yet, my victory was hollow. My magic was wild and unpredictable, and had spiraled out of control. I needed mastery over it, or it would consume me and everyone I cared about. That’s why I was here, deep in the woods, two hours into a futile attempt to open a portal. I had to conquer this.

Determined, I raised my hand once more, tracing intricate patterns in the air while