A wave of pure ether pulsed through the air, thick and suffocating. Gabriel gritted his teeth, feeling the telltale signs of magical instability reaching its peak. The young omega's body trembled violently, her eyes wide with horror as the ether surged out of her control. The glow surrounding her flickered erratically, unstable and growing.
Gabriel braced himself, his mind racing through different scenarios. There was no time left. He had failed to get her out.
'Damn it.'
Then, the air cracked like thunder.
The air tightened, the pressure reaching an unbearable peak. Gabriel felt it in his bones: a weight, a force unlike any other. The ether surged violently, clawing at its container and threatening to rip through the omega's fragile body. The scent of magic, raw and electric, burned in his nostrils. His vision blurred for a moment as the sheer force of the explosion-to-be pressed against the very fabric of the hall.
