"Let it rip," I said.

Willow nodded and opened her mouth and out came a singular note of such beauty and power that it I felt it in my chest. I raised the hammer and waited. I stared at the spike and in my head I was shouting 'come on' over and over again. Without thinking the big brother came out in me and I sang out the very same note, only an octave lower and only then did spike show signs of moving. I smashed the butt end of the spike with the sledgehammer and the shriek of stone was deafening. Willow fell back and was silent as a...