Chapter 195 Struggles

• Celine POV
• My body flickers between forms, my limbs unsteady, my breath shallow as I struggle to contain the shifting. The elders watch, their gazes sharp, calculating. They step forward, magic humming in the air around them, pressing in as if testing me.
• “You must let us help you,” Lysandra says, her voice smooth but with an edge of authority that makes my skin prickle. “You do not understand the weight of what you are carrying. This is more than just an uncontrolled shift—it is power fighting against you. Without intervention, you may not recover from this.”