A fragment of God's will froze in a blinding moment of power, lightning creating a sand cast fulgurite. It was the last and most essential part of a spell to bind Death.
Dean designed the plan, Sam acquiesced and Bobby cast the spell, even though he thought it was a foolish idea. "You know, we could choose life." He had said.
Trapped in the room between Death and an Angel, Bobby might have proved right.
The gaunt creature held up his hands as the chains fell away. "Try to bind me again and I'll kill you before you even begin.