They bit at her body, dissolving through her bare arms, her stretchy sport leggings, and her tank top. She rolled away, the ground rumbling beneath her as the ice blast hammered down. He stared across the field at her, an amused twitch tugging at the corner of his lip.Īs though he’d heard her internal meanderings about snowflakes, he pushed his hands forward to unleash a sphere of sparkling blue light that shot at Sera like a missile. Magic was as alive as any person or monster on this earth, its song as unique as a fingerprint-or a snowflake. Its enraged crackle hissed in her ears as it passed. She was too busy rolling to avoid the second fireball. It blasted over her head and crashed into the East River. SERA HIT THE dirt, narrowly missing the fireball tearing through the air toward her.