After using her ability to command demons, Serena was unable to use her healing ability on herself or others. Continuous use of Demon Command also took a heavy toll on her body, and after only a few days back in Adornia, she was shaking after training. It took serious effort for her to walk back to her room and draw her bath. She knelt by the porcelain tub, pale and panting, shivering with the effort it had taken for her to merely put in the plug, turn the tap, and add her bath salts and bubbles. (She always had to have bubbles these days, thick and foamy and fully opaque.) Her hair had started losing its colour, going from soft sandy blonde to an almost greyish shade; her eyes, too, were turning grey from their usual teal. π πΈπͺππ π―π°π΅ π₯πͺπ¦, she thought firmly to herself. ππ°π΅ π΅π°π₯π’πΊ. π π΄π΅πͺππ π©π’π·π¦ π΅π©πͺπ―π¨π΄ π΅π° π₯π°. That thought alone gave her strength. Or at least, the shaking slowed and she could breathe properly. She thought about calling La...