Freya's eyes close, leaning into the comfort of the darkness. Not feeling the pain of Aeron's mist crushing her. She hears Rory's muffled scream at Aeron, and the c***k inside her ignites. The fissure locking her powers away opens, rising through her. She forces it open, more and more.
Her eyes fling open in time to see Rory rushing toward her, and immediately propelled back by Aeron's invisible power. His head knocking hard against the wall, his golden chest covered in blood. She feels the life inside of her start to drain again.
Aeron lets out a scratchy, chilling laugh as he comes face to face with Freya. She feels his hot breath, his talons rose, ready to strike her. The final blow.
Panicking, Freya releases everything she's been feeling. The anger, the sadness, the rage at Aeron
