To miejsce mocy

Swan felt the other consciousness pressing heavily on her mind. Keeping her simultaneously subdued but supported, almost floating. Within her own mind, out of her own body.

She barely registered they were still moving. But suddenly she felt it. An influx of power. A source. Could it be?

No. The shackles held too tight. Never wavering in the control and torture that consumed emotions and thoughts.

But part of her mind returned to her body. And started moving. She felt her captors' fear of what surrounded them. 

And so she threw herself to the side. The explosion turned everything white.