SOAR OVER EVERYTHING
The dragon's flame rushed towards her with a furious roar as Mordecai poured as much energy as he could into the intensity of the flames. The fire grew higher as he fed it its desired fuel. It greedily sucked in his essence, like a black hole devours light, and the blaze become bigger and hotter until it was a torrent of inferno that would wash over the woman and destroy her. Oh, what a fool he was. He heard the scrape of leather, and when he did not move, his fate was sealed. The fire he had spent energy cultivating flew back at him and lashed out at his face. The spirit screamed as the red-hot whip slashed along the side of his face, starting at the bridge of his muzzle and ending at his right cheek.
He was still in shock from the burns, staring at the ground with a blank gaze as the pain seeped in. The only thought that entered his mind was the fact that Shae would feel the same wounds, see the same essence leaking from them. Indeed, Mordecai no longer possessed mortal flesh that could blacken and curl when touched by the curse of flame. Instead faint silvery wisps danced from his wounds, each thread carrying a horrible stinging pain. He saw then flames falling from the skies and shied away, though straightened when he saw the lack of burning. It took a while for Mordecai to realise that the sky was now black and the land was not barren. He heard screaming and twisted suddenly to see a much younger version of the Dishonoured woman. She begged her kin to leave, and just as they had left for the skies, the child was killed.
The illusion fell away like ashes from a tree and the woman was no longer the prideful stubborn thing she was before. She was still in shock, perhaps seeing this memory for the first time also or perhaps simply from the overexertion of magic. Dark red blood dribbled down her chin, her entire being tense and pained.
"I-I..." she stammered, breathing becoming a burden to her. "I sh-should leave."
Emotion swelled in his chest again and Mordecai straightened up briskly, wincing as his lips pulled back in a half snarl.
"No," he said, pulling at the shadows again to form the thinnest of spires. It barely reached her, wavering with every second as Mordecai felt his energy deplete. "Not until you tell me your name."