"Elty!" Tania cried.
"What baby?" he said, trying to keep his calm. "The swirl is getting smaller. We have to make it in time!"
"I feel— I feel like my magic is—" she couldn't complete her sentence and shrieked in pain. Her magic rebelled against leaving. "Eltyyy don't go!" she screamed, her claws digging in the flesh of his forearms, drawing his blood. "I can't stand the resistance!"
"Hold on, Tania!" he snapped at her. "You can do it!"
She shook her head. "Noooo!" The swirl was doing something to her. She felt like magic cutting her flesh and trying to fight with the swirl.
"Tania!" Eltanin said. "Look at me!" Aether spilled out of his eyes as Tania focused on him.
Her magic forgot about the swirl as it started rooting for her mate. Everything became slow in motion. 'Claim us…' her magic hissed.
