Chapter Twenty-Two
Buffy was flung into the storm, breath rushing out of her body as she hit the ground hard. Through the mist and debris she could make out the outlines of the other five, each shakily climbing to their feet and struggling to their positions:
Two reborn into evil
Angel and Spike began to chant, their voices barely audible over the screeching: Raelom, Harker, Potraeny, Aramanch
Two born of light
Buffy took a deep breath before beginning her chant with Faith, who was slightly visible to her left: Nordon, Kralom, Junay, Aramanch
One of magic and power
Willow's eyes began to light white as her chant begin, her voice deep with power: Lorpin, Braydeen, Sacreen, Aramanch
One of soul, strong and true
Giles' voice joined the others: Sachdin, Graemeen, Vacsach, Aramanch
The chant continued for a few moments, the voices rising in power and strength, harmonious, when suddenly white light imploded in Buffy eyes and she was thrown into the air. She landed on her feet in a dark room, her eyes adjusting to the change as she took in her surroundings.
Buffy: Oh great…
