Vega's body floated in midair, suspended by an unseen and unkowtforce. Her chest remained still, unmoving, her heart silent as though life itself had abandoned her. The rhythmic thrum of existence was absent, leaving her body in an eerie stillness, the illusion of death etched upon her delicate frame.
Silence stretched endlessly within the chamber as Anthony, Klaus, and Amara simply stood and watched, their breaths caught in anticipation, their hearts trembling at the weight of the moment. They waited, waited for either an end or a miracle.
Then, at last, a sound came.
Ba-dum.
It was faint, subtle at first, almost imperceptible, so soft that those within the chamber wondered if their ears had deceived them. The still air carried the fragile beat as though it were a whisper from the abyss.
Then it came again, stronger, echoing across the chamber with a fierce and undeniable resonance.
Ba-dum. Ba-dum. Ba-dum. Ba-dum.
