C94 The Choice of Two Souls

The world was still burning when Ariana fell to her knees.

Ash drifted through the air like black snow, the scent of scorched magic heavy against her tongue. The battlefield was silent now—too silent—as if the land itself held its breath, unsure whether it had just witnessed salvation or the beginning of something far worse.

Demion lay only a few steps behind her, his body twisted in the dirt