"I'm afraid I'll have to refuse once more."
I refused firmly, meeting Waylan's piercing gaze with a calm demeanor.
His face contorted, and I braced myself for the inevitable surge of power that was about to emanate from him.
Sure enough, the space around us began to distort, and the air crackled with energy. I could feel the pressure building up, suffocating me, until Waylan finally extended his hand in my direction.
"Very well. I guess there's no need for you to remain. Allow me to take your powers away."
I felt a strong force suddenly seize my entire body and drag me in the direction he was facing. The force that was surrounding my body caused my bones to crack, and my face began to distort under the pressure.
In spite of that…
"I'm good."
