The magic within
Every strike cut deeper, but the First only grew larger, feeding on their struggle.
At last, Daryl shouted through bloodied lips, “We can’t kill it! Not here! We have to bind it!”
Killian hesitated, then understood. They weren’t here to destroy the First. They were here to survive it.
Together they drove their magic into the ground.
Killian poured his shadows, Daryl his blood — the two forces colliding, weaving into runes older than either of them had ever known. The vault screamed, the First thrashing in fury as chains of light and dark entwined, dragging it back down into the fissure.
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