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The glass-like wall began to glow as the full light of the moon shone down into the chamber. Drake raised a hand to his eyes, but was too enthralled to look away. The chains were beginning to glow a light blue and a deep grinding sound echoed beneath the floor. Suddenly it went pitch black, and the most radiant light Drake had ever seen engulfed the body tangled in chains. It was gone as soon as it appeared. The body remained in the chains, hanging as limply as ever.

Drake, puzzled, took a step towards the girl, while his men all coward away from the sleeping figure. At the sound of his foot on the stone floor, her eyes snapped open. The same blue light that had engulfed her moments ago was residing in her eyes. She let out a moan as she threw her head back. And with a final yell, one high pitched, sweet sounding note; the chains began unraveling. One by one they snapped and then returned to the wall they were protruding from. Until it was just the girl hanging in the air. She stepped on nothing and began to calmly walk towards Drake and his men. Her empty blue eyes were right in front of Drake now. He stood, enraptured by the strange phenomenon occurring in front of him. The girl was close enough to see clearly now and the first thing he noticed was the long thin scar leading from her right temple to the bottom of her cheek. "Tialgo... No, Bellucci." Drake whispered. The girl's eyes widened, recognition and realization struck her instantly. The See-through wall cracked as Bellucci stumbled back. And as she fell to the floor, it broke entirely. Drake was through immediately. He leaned over the frail girl's body as it lay unmoving on the floor. He breathed a sigh of relief as he saw her chest move up and down with the familiar repetition of breath. "Bellucci, our hero."