Altheria's POV
With a sharp upward swipe of her clawed hand, the fractured space near the wold head above the bed collapsed completely.
A swirling dark vortex formed in its place, its pull fierce and unrelenting. The shards of space and the remnants of the wolf head were consumed by the void.
The barrier I'd erected held firm and shielded the other items in the room including the siblings from being drawn into the vortex.
Once the debris was completely annihilated, Nyx moved her claw in a fluid motion. The spherical dark barrier covering the area above the bed lightened and slender tendrils extended from it.
They latched onto the fractured space, weaving it back together seamlessly. In moments, the once-broken space was mended and restored to its previous state as if nothing had happened.
