Nita's shield grows rapidly as it stretches between the bar and the malice of the Dark, backed by the young wizard's determination and a pure, bright strength.

Balked by magic and mist and wind, the seething malevolent fury before them coils and rises into a towering emptiness, a void in the heart of everything-- but then further out, something happens.

And as that pure and shining fire calls to its ancient enemy, the Dark rushes backward away from the three before it, recoiling and drawing all of its power into itself for one final, deadly strike.