shed been struck by debris and was bleedingbut she still could n't keep from staring upward at her daughter at random moments through the fearsome maelstrom as it whipped harmlessly around her : her daughter , the love of her life , whose arms were extended out from her sides , her fists balled , her body shaking as if from violent fever ; her daughter , her flesh and blood , whose eyes were glowing blue ringsor red as demon 's blood when she clenched them closed , which she did often ; her daughter , whose voice seemed to transcend the cacophony around her , a voice that raged : `` iamgoingtoyaeko 's ! ''