The two of them are still on the battlefield, and they're feeling pretty good about themselves. They're not sure if they've defeated the enemy, or if they defeated the one animating the light. They don't really know who the enemy is, but they do know that they have a good chance of defeating them. They also know that the gleam in the sun is the god of the twelve, and that they are taking on all of the enemy's forces. The gleam is a symbol of the gods power, and the two are feeling pretty happy about their victory. They can't believe that their body is so hot, and their grin is so creepy. They feel like they are in the middle of a battle, and it's so hot that they can barely breathe. It's like the adults in the room are incapacitating themselves. The two are so happy that they think they are going to fight with each other. They think that they'll win, and then they realize that they aren't going to win. They realize that their magic is a waste of time, because it'll only make them stronger. They wonder if they should get rid of all of their allies and go someplace safe. They know that this is a bad idea, because their allies will be hurt by their magic. They want to know what's happening to their allies, and why? They'll have to find out, and if they can, then they can figure out a way to stop their allies from using their magic to harm them.