I quickly realize that fighting is futile, for how does one do battle with the air? Their screams pitch blackness into my mind, plunging fingers deep into my memories and dredging up the most painful, despairing things they can find. I shriek in fury and fear as they swirl around my horn, my hooves, anything that I attempt to strike them with. They are untouchable, unbeatable - not by mere mortals. And they will not stop until they have their feast, or their revenge, or whatever it is that they are after. I can make no sense of it, for though I hear the words, none of it makes sense.

Amara's fumbling flaps seem to send the monsters away; they do not aim for physical pain, then, as is apparent by their failure to land more than glancing blows upon me. No, they are here for the darkness that occupies every soul, their goal to bring it to the forefront and destroy the hope and love that exists in a body. I wonder if this will be my last fight, my last moments - will they stop after taking one of us, or are they a figment of the darkness that lies dormant in this land, waiting to retake our world from the gods' light?

The shadows disappear and I pause, panting, momentarily hopeful; and then Seele's screams shatter my illusion. I turn to watch in horror as her flesh is ripped open, as blood pools beneath her hooves, as she falls, seemingly in slow motion. I cannot move, paralyzed by my terror and anguish; and when I do finally force my limbs into motion, it is as though I am moving through water, drowning as I try to force myself to her side.

I open my mouth and a melody falls out, a fervent sort of chanting that glows in Seele's pure colour; her voice, though, when she speaks, interrupting my attempt to save her, is dim and dull. "Don't leave," I beg her, my eyes overflowing. "I didn't - we didn't - we aren't finished!" There is so much left for us here, so much left to learn of each other, so much left to share. "I - I love you, sister." I resort to humming then, for I can no longer form words - but I know that I cannot fix this, that all my magic could pour into her broken form and still it would not be enough. Her injuries are too many and too serious.

I will sing her into her death.