Tiamat noticed that her eldest had caught up and sped up her flying. The image in the wormhole started to clear up, showing the darkness she had feared for the past forty thousand years. It was history repeating itself once again. The green lightning reminded her of the siblings she’s lost. There was a single white beam cutting through the dark clouds that pulsed. With each pulse, Avalon’s Song was carried across the air. No matter what she might think, Tiamat would not give up. Morgana has shown to be a true Pendragon and as Magic’s Chosen, she was the best chance the world has ever had. 