Grace sneered angrily at the girl, not appreciating to be stared at. "What are you gawking at?" she asked in a hiss, obviously in a foul mood. But Grace's quick temper had snapped ever since she had awoken in the blindingly bright white room. She was confused and scared, but all that came out of her was fury and bitterness. Grace blinked rapidly multiple times, her iris' slowly returning to their normal coloration with every blink. She drew in a deep breath and then let it out as a sigh, her forehead aching fiercely from the use of her new power. Grace swayed, her legs becoming weak. She placed a hand on the wall, closing her eyes tightly and gritting her teeth together. Grace tensed her muscles, slowly sliding down and crouching down on the floor, before her weak legs were able to give out under her. She brought her hands up to her stomach, hunching forward and tucking her hands to her gut. Grace hung her head, her hair tumbling over her face and brushing against her skin.





