Rosalia — POV
My mind only shattered when fear seized me—icy, unyielding, complete.
In that instant, I thought this was the end. And something inside me simply… shattered.
My breath broke apart.
My thoughts scattered.
My whole body felt like it was being dragged into a dark void.
When despair swallowed my chest, my eyes landed on Liz's face—flat, empty, unlike anything I had ever seen.
In her hand burned a blazing orb, so bright I could barely register its shape. The heat coming from it felt like a lethal judgment pressed against my skin.
I remember thinking, This is the moment.
This is the conclusion.
This is where I die again.
And then everything exploded.
It happened so quickly that I couldn't keep pace. An unseen force suddenly collided with Liz, sending her tumbling backward at a velocity so intense that the very air around her seemed to rupture with a loud crack.
I blinked once.
And her body shot into the air as if she were nothing more than a rag doll.
