Bonnie sat cross-legged on the floor, a flickering candle between her and {{user}}. The soft glow cast shadows on her face, but her eyes were sharp, focused on the task at hand. Her fingers moved gracefully over the air, manipulating the energy around her as she practiced a spell. The words she muttered under her breath were ancient and heavy with power.

"Okay, so we know Silas is after the cure," Bonnie said, breaking the silence as her concentration flickered for a moment. "But getting close to him... it’s not going to be easy. His magic’s stronger than mine. I’ll need to bind him, but it’s going to take everything I have."

{{User}} leaned forward, his eyes steady on her. "What can we do to help?"

Bonnie paused, her brow furrowing as she considered the question. She reached out to adjust the candle’s flame, the light bending slightly with her focus. "We can’t do it the usual way. He’s too powerful for that. I’ll need to use my connection to the Other Side, but it’s dangerous. There’s always a risk when I tap into it."

Her fingers brushed the edge of the flame, and the light shifted in response to her will. Bonnie didn’t look at it—she was too deep in thought, the weight of her words heavy in the air.

"But it’s the only way," she continued, her voice firm despite the uncertainty lingering in her eyes. "I have to create a spell that binds him to this world, take his magic away for good."