Sunny and Nephis looked at each other, the air practically crackling with tension at the point where their gazes met.
The white flame seeping from Changing Star's wounds suddenly flashed in a furious outburst, closing some of her wounds and making others seem less severe. After that, however, it grew weak and disappeared, retreating back into the furnace of her soul. As a pained grimace contorted the young woman's face, a dim radiance then slowly shined from beneath her ivory skin.
At the same time, the shadow flowed up and wrapped itself around Sunny's body, making it brim with power and vitality. He inhaled deeply and slightly moved, shifting his weight from one leg to another.
'How… how can it end…'
Before the thought could fully form, Sunny ruthlessly destroyed it and banished it from his mind.