I couldn't fight anymore.
My body was failing me.
The unbearable weight of exhaustion crushed me, dragging me deeper into the abyss. My vision blurred, flickering between darkness and the dim, eerie glow of the Beneath One's domain.
No… not yet…
I tried to push myself up, but nothing responded. My limbs were numb, my breath shallow. My Magicore—my very essence—was nearly drained.
And above me, the Beneath One stood, his crimson eyes burning with triumph. His twisted grin widened as he watched me fall.
His laughter was the last thing I heard before the void swallowed me whole.
And then—everything faded.
Beyond the sealed domain, the moment my consciousness vanished, a catastrophic ripple spread across Frostfang's palace.
Veydris suddenly staggered, clutching his chest even more . A sharp, wet cough tore from his throat, splattering ,more blood across the cold stone beneath him.
He then collapsed to his knee, his entire body trembling violently.
