Chapter 7

'What is going on? No one is overpowering anyone. Paetir never taught me about anything like this. You're making things up, trying to scare us.'

Maddy tried to speak, her voice difficult to find. "Taranna. Flagar Iiron Qoo. Annir Farae." The words pushed past her brain and straight to her lips, eyes wide and pupils dilated.

'Maddy?' Madian's voice was tinged with fear. She'd never personally heard anyone cast such magic. Sure, there had been stories of Otherworlders who would come, possess the  other version of themselves, and use that person's magical abilities. The only problem is Madian was inside her head. She could tell everything that the other girl was thinking. She didn't know anything.

Arguably even more terrifying, Madian herself had no magic -- that was the reason she could never Travel -- but the air around her was filling with an energetic charge. There have been no cases of someone gaining magic due to a possession. 

Maddy lifted her head up slightly, placing both hands on the table in front of her,  palms up. "Tairi Iiron. Lolta Kor. Qir Sa'an. Turut Lan. Nothal. Realane. Prootae. Zalt." The energy gathered on either palm, moving the air. Paetir smiled. Maddy's eyes closed, and she pressed either palm together, clasping her own hands. After a few moments of silence, Madian felt it.