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The Light sent, me and yet not me. Together, power blazing, roaring through me like a freight train, Ameline and I raised our hands as one, gestured. The Light acted, making me feel like a patient passenger on this ride, though I was wide open and aware of everything happening to me, around me. The Dark formed a blade in the air, the Light crystalizing around it. Again we gestured while Belaisle's gaping black power rushed forward to consume us. Our sword sliced through his magic, collapsed it into dust. Flashed in the candlelight of the stone room, whistling with the song of the maji veil as it rose and descended across the stream of green magic flowing forward to the glass case.

We were the invaders in the predator’s den. “Look, it’s that faerie again,” said someone. “Illumi showcases her at the beginning of every show nowadays. Those swords above her head eventually lower to her chest and one by one they slash right above her heart, but instead of blood, dazzling pure white light bleeds out of her skin. But that’s not light, that’s the faerie mana in its purest form that blesses us. Oh, lord! I can never have enough of it. The sight, the power. Everything is so divine.”

Licht stopped and looked at the woman warily. Philip stood aside without a word. “This is a mage. She should be a botanical mage. Be careful of the plants around you,” Licht explained carefully. Suddenly, some grass formed a chain and dragged Licht underground. Philip quickly used the laws of fire to burn the chain. He spread his chimera wings and pulled Licht into the air. The young woman poked her head out of the hood and asked curiously, “What are you doing?” “Excuse me, that should be our line!” Licht said angrily.

Rey, who had returned from his mission with the mages of light, joined them. "Rey," Lucius began, "what have you learned from the mages of light? Can they provide us with a solution to counter Deucalion's dark magic?" Rey nodded, his expression grave. "The mages of light have ancient knowledge and powerful spells that can potentially weaken Deucalion's dark magic. However, it won't be easy. To access this magic, we need a relic known as the 'Eclipsian Amulet,' which is said to have the power to balance light and darkness."

It takes everything I have not to flinch when she reaches for me, afraid some burst of white light is going to blast out at her the second she touches my skin. And in a sense, it does; as soon as her fingers make contact with my chin, she hisses in pain and pulls back, shaking her hand. “Shit,” she mutters before turning to the others. “Did either of you touch her?” Eiriana and Magnus look at each other and shake their heads. “It’s been centuries since I’ve witnessed this,” she continues, her gaze returning to me. “But there’s no denying it: This is light magic.” My eyes shoot up from my lap, my brow furrowing. “But I thought that was just a—”

I adjusted my eyes bago ko binuksan. My eyes landed on Gina’s hand. The light in her hands look so holy I was amazed. Napatingin ako sa paligid at napansin hindi lang pala ako ang namangha. I could see some eyeing Gina with shocked expression. I know, first time makita ng light magic kuya? Ate? Light magic is really rare. It’s rare in the Avalor Kingdom. Kita ko ang mata ni Gina na nakatingin saakin nagtatanong kung ano ang susunod nyang dapat gagawin.

Selene's voice echoed around us, it was filled with such rage that it caused both Damion and me to look at her. She held her arms to her side and was levitating off of the ground by a foot. Electric currents flowed from her fingers and her eyes glowed with fury. She gritted her teeth and with a powerful cry she thrust her hand forward and from it shot bolts of gold lightning. Damion's shocked face morphed into something despondent as he watched the magic barrel towards him. Static filled the air around us as the lightning darted through the ether like hundreds of striking snakes. Damion took the lightning bolt straight in the chest and at the impact, a bone-shattering crack sounded through t

The girls had chosen this spot for its energy—a natural convergence point where the earth’s magic pooled like water. Freda lit the black candles with a whispered word, their flames burning unnaturally blue. Pru scattered a circle of salt mixed with crushed obsidian, the grains glittering like crushed stars. Rita laid out the parchment—yellowed with age, borrowed from Gogo’s private stash—and the silver dagger, its blade etched with runes. "Ready?" Freda asked. Rita nodded. Pru grinned.

Tears streaked off of cheeks, she had lost her child, she made that decision in the fit of rage, she didn't think too deeply into it, and her weakness had caused her not to be safer . But then she was wrong,all sort of magic was dark, there was no difference between it, there has been no good fairy or bad fairy neither was there any sort of special indications for good magic or bad, as far as they all came along with a prize it was none other than evil.

‘Trust me. I can feel his hesitation, his fear for me, but he doesn’t argue. Instead, he steps back, giving me the space I need. I lift my hands, and with a deep breath, I release the magic. It explodes out of me in a blinding wave of light, shooting through the clearing like a bolt of lightning. The shadows scream, their twisted forms disintegrating as the light engulfs them, burning away the dark magic that clings to them. The air crackles, vibrating with power as my magic tears through the darkness, cleansing the area and pushing the evil back.