The shield surrounds him, holding back her hand for now, but its wavering, his hands shaking hard now, and black veins are beginning to creep up his right hand towards his power ring, and he's hearing an all too familiar voice in the back of his head.
"No... no... oh gods, please... no. Cait... you can't... you can't do this."
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