Resigning to her fate, Annabel sat, not moving at all. She stared at the crystal once more. The eerie light, ominous yet beautiful glittered over the walls. It a flash, a tendril of light struck the people in front of her. Not even a pile of dust was left behind. Annabel now stared at the place they had been, her mouth open. Before what happened could even register in her mind more blades of light cut through the populous. Time seemed to slow as she realized one was headed right for her. She struggled to back away, but the shackles prevented her escape. As it struck her, she felt a flow of energy through her body and screamed.