She lunged forward, but something happened as she closed in on Tomás—a flicker, a blur. She saw it coming, but there was nothing she could do: Her momentum carried her forward into the cloud of powder that he had blown into her face.

It burned. It burned so badly that she couldn’t move or even think, and everything around her disappeared except for the pain. She might as well have swallowed pure sunlight, and she could feel it boiling her from the inside out. Rebekah froze in place, her hands straining at her throat.

“Stay here by your tree awhile,” she heard Tomás say, somewhere close by in the blackness. He sounded near enough to touch, and Rebekah fought against the magic that surrounded her with every ounce of strength she possessed. “Think over what I’ve said. The next time you see me, I will have taken even more of what you love.”

Tomás’s lips pressed against hers and lingered... making her feel so dizzy in her blindness that she no longer knew if her feet were still on the ground. He deserved to die for that stolen kiss alone, but she couldn’t move so much as a finger.

As her vision began to return, Rebekah could see Tomás walking away from her again. Again. She should have slaughtered him when she had the chance. It had been beneath her to trade insults with him, to even bother trying to understand his intentions. He should never have lived so long, nor gotten so close. Rebekah needed to fix her mistake. No matter what tricks Tomás had up his sleeve, she was an Original.

She could map out every step it would take to reach him. She knew exactly where her feet would land, and she could imagine the earth springing back up beneath them. But no matter what she did or how hard she tried, Rebekah couldn’t force her body to actually move toward Tomás.

The powder wasn’t only painful, she realized: It was controlling her. The last words he had spoken to her were no mere suggestion. Tomás had ordered her to remain beneath the tree, and his horrible trick had compelled her to obey.

- The Originals: The Resurrection, Chapter 8