And away in Belle and Merlin's home, Merlin's head snapped up and his eyes went black.
From a business suit, his clothing swam and robes as gold as sunlight sheathed his form as he stepped.
Rage flooded him as he roared. His sister! They were hurting her!
Between one step and the next, calm flooded him, and power, and his eyes went pure gold. Gold and red and black sheathed around him in shifting colors, and he stepped between space and time, between places and emerged into the church, a halo of light shimmering around him, and wind howling for a moment before the entire church was engulfed in light.
Every candle shone with a golden brilliance and music swelled as he stepped forward, walking on air.
"WHO DARES? WHO HOLDS MY SISTER SO, WITH INTENT WRONG, WITH ANCIENT COMPACTS BROKEN? WHO SHATTERS THE LAWS OF MAN AND GOD WITH IMPLEMENTS BORN OF HUBRIS AND FOOLISHNESS? WHO ATTACKS THE THREE-IN-ONE?"
He stood above the people, and Ganieda was sheathed in white light, as all trace of harm rolled away.