"No!"
Mike grabbed Erin's, or whatever this thing was, wrist and willed all of her magical energy to transform into restoration.
"If I can't get rid of you, I'll get rid of the magic you want."
Mike started, then immediately reached out and touched them. He willed as much magical energy as he could find to heal Erin as quickly as possible.
"Oh shades oh shades oh shades"
Mike cried out in shock as Erin disappeared.
What a stupid way to die.
Mike hit the ground and bones crushed in his body. Pain like he hadn't felt in years. It took an agonizing minute to heal completely; a minute where he wished he was dead.
He lay there, his nerves still telling him his bones had been mashed into paste. The overload in his brain hurts almost more than the impact.
Finally, Mike is able to breathe and a groan escapes from his lips.
Mike's instinct took over and he grabbed Erin. He wrapped his arms around them and began to gather magical energy within them to heal upon impact.
What the Shades is happening?
They fell for what felt like a minute before nearing the bottom of the canyon. It probably wasn't that long.