"I do not need it to last. He will kill you all on his own. Along with your companions." Just then, Ignis raises his hand to the Wraith, a black flame emerges, "A flame that never extinguishes, the Eternal Flame. Mixed with a flame that burns the soul, humans know it as Hell Fire. It will not kill the Wraith, but it would wish it had." A ball of mixed flame darts at the Wraith, its screams deafening. The darkness floods the eye of the storm, consuming Ignis and Kali.
During the blinding, Ignis regains focus as he is stunned by the echoes of the Wraith's screams. The marking of Ignatius leaves as did his wound. Ignis couldn't help but smile. Now face the consequences of manipulating an elemental, he thought.
The screams made Ignis weak, but mobile. He made his way to Kali in order to check the residual damage. The Wraith is gone for now, I hope I can keep the promise I made all those years ago…
As soon as the ball of flames was thrown, she tried in her desperation to throw a huge counterattack of pure spherical darkness but it did nothing but help the darkness surrounding her find a pathway into her. While Ignis was set back to normal kali stumbled back, falling down to her knees, placing her hands on the side of her head, the screams of the wraith almost taunting her.
the darkness flowed right at her, but instead of bouncing off of her or going aaround her, it went in her, into her darkest parts, her deepest parts.
a power she forgot she had, but what had started her whole messed up world.
the fact that she could hear people whisper in the shadows, only this wasnt a faint whisper, it ws talking, so much talking and not at a normal level either, it was maddening.
make it stop
make it stop
make it stop
"Make it stop!" she screamed, clutching her head as the voices continued to talk and talk and talk, could she hear what they were saying? not a clue, but they were swarming her like a swarm of bees when you knock down the hive.
she almost wished for the pain instead.
the darkness kept spilling into her, as she panted, it was too much. there was too much coming in her and she could feel her gripon herself slipping.
"I-i cant- its too much!" she let out another yell, slowly slipping on her grip and feeing into the surronding storm.