Cassie feels the rush of dark power surging within her, from her toes up through her heart, straight to the hairs on the back of her neck. Her first instinct is to resist it, to fear it - she remembers the Blood Magik all too well - but she suppresses that urge. She knows this is meant to help her, and she'll take it gladly.

Indeed, in the next instant, she's practically giddy to use it.

She calls out, her voice crackling with electricity.

"Trunks - the spear!"

As fast as the energy was flowing before, it's that much faster and stronger now. She's truly pushing herself now - putting more power into this than she's put into anything in her life. They've found the place to strike - now they have to make it count.