The station consumed in eternal fire, with the phoenix, the goddess of creation and destruction, moving through the physical space without hindrance. Taking only mere moments to reach the soul whom was of the desire to merge with. Engulfing Ceceylla in fire, her body giving off a deathly, seemingly endless, scream as the phoenix, and her energy, attached and moved through the Telepath. As the etheric bonding began, the fire which blazed throughout the station, retreated into Ceceylla. Leaving the station unhindered, with no foreseeable damage from its raging form.
As the entirety of the Phenoix’s seen form receded into the Mutant, Ceceylla was raised upward, seemingly ignoring the gravity which out have held her in place. Hovering in place. As the entire akashic knowledge and power blended into the Mutant’s mind. The bright blazing fire imploded from the center of Spirit Speaker’s being; the beautiful bird with wings of golden flames was seen in all its glory. Fire gone in only a matter of nano-seconds. Finding Ceceylla finally returned to the laws of gravity. Falling hitting the floor, with a hard thump. No visible damage to the woman’s physical form.