Mai's P.O.V.
The whispers wouldn't stop.
Kill him. Kill him. Kill him.
I lunged.
Eldur barely had time to react before my hands wrapped around his throat. The room exploded into chaos.
"MAI! LET HIM GO!" My mother's voice was distant, lost beneath the roaring in my ears.
Eldur's silver eyes widened as my grip tightened. He clawed at my wrists, his breath coming in ragged gasps, but I was stronger. I pressed harder, feeling his pulse hammer beneath my fingertips.
People screamed. Hands grabbed at me, trying to pry me off him, but I was beyond reason.
Eldur's lips curled into a choked grin. "Finally showing your true colors, Mai?" he rasped, voice strained. "I love it."
The laughter in my head screeched in delight.
