She was covered in blood. Their blood. Her own. She was supposed to heal to bring light. Their darkness would win. She must be quick. She called open her powers. Water, grace and power. Earth, strength, and might. Wing, Agility, and elegance. Fire, bravery, and chaos. Dark, destruction, and stealth. Wind, light heartedness, and speed. She weaved them together. Her enemies came into her thoughts next. Blood eyes.... Stinging tails..... Twenty Claws.....Piercing Souls, Sharp Scales.

She called out in one voice, " The Endless Search of Light banishes you Void-borns! For darkness you are and darkness you shall always be!" She collapsed knowing her enemies were gone. But she had to be clever for they would return. Not one.

Too much for one.

Chosen ones.

My power will be yours.