She's making them bleed. Adara gasped from her spot in the middle of the circle. For some reason, it had never occurred to her that Logan and Titus would be hurt during the spell.
Then again, she should have realized. It took blood to bind. It stood to reason it would take the same to remove it.
She pressed her lips tight and reminded herself as they slashed their wrists and held their arms steady over the chasm cut into the floor that they did this of their own free will.
And once this was done, she'd be free, too.
As the blood filled the channel, the hum vibrating her teeth deepened. She might not see the magic or understand it, but it made its presence known, filling the air with a crackling static that tickled the skin and lifted the hairs on her body.
A part of her wanted to move. To get far away from here. Away from the power. Given how magic appeared to be the root of many of her problems, she had to wonder if she should trust it.