As Lily's voice resonated in the room, shadows began to fade and struggle against the binding force she had unleashed. The candles were burning brighter, lighting the room in a warm, golden glow. The air was electric, charged with power that surged through Lily and ignited her spirit.
She could feel the word strengthen her bond with her family. It was a wave of love and defiance that had been set loose in her. She could see visions of her grandmother: the laughter, the wisdom, the strength. They all stood with her and pushed her to go further in this battle.
By the sacrifices made, by the blood of my kin, I banish you back to the dark within! she cried, her voice soaring above the chaos. The room shook, and the walls trembled as the shadow writhed, its form flickering like a dying flame.
NO! it screamed, its voice filled with rage and despair. You cannot do this!
But Lily was resolute. I can and I will. Your time is over!
With her final words to the incantation, a blinding flash swept over the room and the shadow let out one last wail in anguished agony before imploding into a whirlwind of darkness finally engulfed by the light. The room fell silent with the thick, heavy air that was filled with remnants of the fury that was.
Lily tumbled to the floor, spent but elated. She had done it. The shadow was gone, and with it, the curse that had haunted her family for generations.