[Bovice]

"You don't always have to fix everything Solomon!" Holden's eyes turned to a dark blue. "I would rather I get hurt then you." He clenched his fists and walked closer to Solomon. The air around Holden was getting dense, "Because I want you to change my mind. I also wanted the relationship we had to mean that we could talk about anything." His anger was rising the more he spoke. He opened his mouth to say something but quickly turned around and pulled on his hair. His power lashed out and broke the table in half. He growled as his anger dissipated, he sighed and looked to Solomon. "Sorry." He walked to the table and started to say an incantation, within moments the table was as good as new. He suddenly felt dizzy, he pulled out his pendant. "Shi..." He trailed off as he fell face first on the floor unconscious. The stone in Holden's pendant was black.