36. Light (16/04/10)

Alone Isis stood in the middle of the pitched battle, head bowed, apparently unaware of what was going on around her. Spells were flying through the air as Ark tried to find a way to get to the girl he loved without being hit by a spell. Taking two steps forward, he had to jump twice that distance back, and roll behind one of the concrete benches to get out of the line of fire. Seth also happened to be there. “This is insane, we should get out of here.”

“But Isis is still in there!”

“Honestly, I really don’t believe that she’s as helpless as she looks right now. In this situation, we kinda are.”

Ark gritted his teeth and pulled a face. As much as he hated to admit it, there really wasn’t a lot they could do. They were civilians in the middle of a magical battle.

A spell flew over their heads, causing them to duck in reflex. “On the count of three, we run?” Seth asked, Ark nodded in response. “Okay. One, two, three!”

On that count they both leapt to their feet and came running out of cover, making for the back of a building just a few hundred metres away. They would have made it, but the flying magic had cracked several of the paving stones, and Ark caught his foot on one of them, sending him flying to the ground. Seth turned round to help him, just in time to see another stray spell coming towards the exact spot where Ark had fallen, and he wasn’t going to get there in time to pull him out of the way.

A brilliant light then filled the square, much different from the glow associated with the magic they had already been shown. The bolt that had been about to hit Ark was stopped and dissipated in mid-air.

The boys turned to see Isis standing with a hand outstretched to them. She was creating the light, it emanated out from her, but it was neither the tainted black she was custom to use, nor the bleach white which she could. It was a stormy blue colour, like a sky just before the bad weather sets in, a mix of blue and grey which matched her eyes perfectly.

“Are you alright?” She asked the boys. They nodded back, to dumbstruck to speak. The light was dazzling. Isis had finally achieved the union of the two halves of magic that were so opposed to each other, black and white worked in harmony.