An unearthly silence fell for a moment. The wind seemed to have stopped, as if suspended in time.
Bella felt warmth run down her arm. Her mark pulsed. Her eyes lit up with a crystalline blue, the strands of her hair fluttering as if an invisible storm surrounded her. She raised her hands.
A sphere of iridescent light formed, vibrating in time with her breath.
Krull, barely held, struggled, roared, and made the pillars waver. But the chains held. He attempted one last burst of energy... too late.
—By the breaths that purify and the light that transcends,—Let the shadow be cleansed,—Let the corrupted heart find peace.
She threw the sphere. It split the air in a burst of pure light, straight toward Krull.
— No... NO! he yelled.