When the spell was completely absorbed, the grimoire floated in the air, thrumming with power. Glancing over to Daphne, I saw sweat beading down her forehead. Whether that was from the battle or from absorbing the spell, I didn’t know at the time. Our eyes met and I could see such protectiveness, determination, and love in them. Then she winced and screamed in agony. A massive wave of magic erupted from both her and the grimoire as the power of the killing curse started to overwhelm her.