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…