CHAPTER 186
Carmen drew in a deep, trembling breath, summoning what little strength remained in her. The air around her began to distort, a faint hum rippling through the night. Then, with a sudden burst, a swirling vortex tore open before her—dark, endless, and alive with whispering energy.
She opened her mouth to tell him to hurry, but before the words could leave her lips, a chill breeze brushed her face. Ezekiel was already gone, standing inside the void, facing her. His silhouette was tall and unyielding, eyes faintly glowing amid the darkness as he waited for her to follow.
Carmen let out a small, annoyed huff. Impatient wolf. She steadied herself one last time and forced her aching body forward, stepping into the vortex.
