Lilith's voice turned into an incantation, low and resonant, echoing through the void around them. The tendrils of darkness that had danced in the mist surged forward, coiling around Kael's body like serpents. They were cold, yet they burned with an energy that made her gasp—a sensation unlike anything she had ever felt.
"You may feel pain," Lilith whispered, her voice a mix of sympathy and wicked delight. "But through pain comes rebirth."
Kael gritted her teeth, her knees buckling as the darkness enveloped her completely. It wasn't just around her; it seeped into her, through her skin, her veins, her very essence. Her body felt like it was being torn apart and rebuilt simultaneously, her heartbeat slowing until it was nearly imperceptible.
"Let the shadows embrace you," Lilith intoned, her hands weaving intricate patterns in the air as the darkness responded to her command. "Let the blood awaken your soul. Let the night become your dominion."