Chapter Thirty One
Ever since Llandry had arrived in Orlind, the thrumming energies of the place had kept a perpetual buzzing sense of explosive energy running through her. It was not unlike the heightened alertness and heart-pounding dread she suffered in one of her fits of anxiety; her body was unable to cope with the interference and it did not react well. Throughout Eva’s conversation with Galywis, she had been obliged to keep part of her mind on the struggle to stay calm and in control of her breathing and her trembling limbs.
Then a jolt had shot through the floor, a powerful burst of energy that sent her rocking back on her feet, almost tumbling to the ground. Her heart had jumped in tandem and now pounded harder than ever. She couldn’t breathe and was rapidly growing dizzy.
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