I exhaled, feeling Purelight from Rachel wash over me like liquid starlight made manifest. The radiant energy flowed through my system with perfect precision, not just enhancing my capabilities but actively pushing back against the oppressive miasma that Gideon's transformation had spread across the battlefield. Where his corruption sought to drain life and twist reality according to concepts of ruin and destruction, Rachel's light restored balance and clarity to both mind and body.
"Much better," I said, rolling my shoulders as the enhancement settled into my bones. Sword Unity flowed through my connection with Nyxthar like water finding its proper channel, while Grey began to circulate through my system in carefully controlled amounts. Even with Rachel's support stabilizing my body, I could feel the strain of channeling forces that I hadn't quite mastered yet—but it was manageable, sustainable for an extended confrontation.
