“The fear that had frozen her began to melt. Not by its own accord, but by her own sheer will that it would no longer control her.
Back! She thought fiercely. Her mind brought forth a burst of light so bright that all were blinded from that moment forth.
And with eyes closed, she burst out of the chains, wrenching her arms from her own sockets, it seemed, the pain searing through her arms, her heart, almost, just almost causing her a pause.
But the pain, the fear, and the blood she left behind.”. The Sister of Grendel, page 419