Their brows furrowed slightly. Zeenare's grip tightened around her. Tiny trails of blood streamed from the corners of his lips. As the red light increased in size, its light became brighter, erupting throughout the room.
Zeenare's chest heaved, the trails of blood on his lips increasing as he bit hard on them. His face curved into a deep frown as he coughed up a heavy stream of blood
Meanwhile Rhea's consciousness starter fading.
As she turned, everything was still. The noises had stopped. The temperature was dropping.
Eclaire was the first. Her body began changing into particles, like dust scattering into the air. Then Zeenare's, then the surroundings.
"Her chest tightened as she reached out, but her fingers closed on nothing. One by one, they vanished, until only silence remained then went black.
Rhea let out a a deep long drowning gasp as she woke up, her body stretching in Zeenare's firm grips.
