She releases a goddess.

A blaze of light illuminated the dark basement and for a second Vicky's senses were numbed and blurred. She stumbled backwards in blindness. The book fell from her hands as she tripped and fell to her knees. Her senses slowly regained themselves and she looked from the book laying in front of her to the luminance in front of her.

  Floating a few inches above the ground was an ethereal being composed of white light and a few shades of light blue. She was a thing of beauty, an angel that fluttered above the heavens. Her very body matched, if not excelled, Vicky's own beautiful form. 

  "Thank you," said the being floating in front of her.

  "Who are you?" Vicky said in a whisper. She slowly rose herself up off of her knees and stood in front of the being.

  "I am Yamara...goddess of love in the age before the cataclysm and the rebirth." The voice was like a seductive song, luring Vicky a step closer. "In a battle between the old gods, and the giants, I was imprisoned." 

  "You're...a goddess." Vicky was amazed but she knew that she had tapped into a power far greater than hers.

  "At one time. Now, my powers have faded. I am unable to even take human form." Vicky takes another step towards the goddess. Suddenly, the goddess' eyes burn red. "Until now." She raises her arms and her fingers touch Vicky's forehead. Another blur of light occurs and the goddess is gone. Now, standing alone in the basement, Vicky's eyes flash red for a moment and power surges through her veins. She smiles a wicked smile. The goddess is now a part of her, and she needs to regain her powers. She must feed upon sexual energy.