She felt the pain as the wand slowly traced a line across her forearm. A stream of blood began to flow from where it had touched her and separated the skin like a knife. She kept staring in the Professor’s eyes like he had commanded, attempting to keep her composure, but struggling. Olympia never had to deal with pain like this before. She always had her brother to protect her, and she managed to avoid detention since first year. Even though it was just a small cut she began to tear up. When Du’Lac lifted the wand from her arm and quickly sliced her cheek, she let out a shriek of pain and surprise.
The next few seconds felt like slow-motion. As Olympia began to scream, a burst of light erupted from her, tearing through the room like a forcefield. Papers flew, drawers were thrown open, chairs were knocked over, and Professor Du’Lac was thrown across the room. His head hit the wall with a loud thud that made Olympia jump.
It took a moment for her to register what happened. She glanced at Du’Lac, sprawled on the floor and unconscious. “I’m sorry,” she choked on the tears that were beginning to gather. She slowly backed away from Du'Lac and towards the door. “I didn’t mean to. I’m so sorry!”
The tears streamed down her face as she fled the room. She knew she would have to face the consequences of her accident sooner or later, but right now all she wanted to do was escape. As she tore through the hallway she collided with another student. “Please, just let me through!” she pleaded, attempting to push herself past them.
