Golden light exploded from the seam on my arm.
The cavern shook violently.
Every faceless creature screamed at once, their bodies twisting as though invisible hands were tearing them apart.
The Hollow screamed louder.
"No!"
Its voice came from everywhere.
From the walls.
From the earth.
From Draven.
From inside my own head.
The light pouring from my arm spread across the floor in glowing veins, racing through every crack the Hollow had carved beneath Blackwood Mountain.
For the first time...
The darkness recoiled.
I looked straight into Draven's eyes.
One was still black.
The other was still beautifully, stubbornly gold.
He was still in there.
Still fighting.
"I found you," I whispered.
The Hollow laughed through his mouth.
"You found nothing."
Draven's body lunged tow
