Brandon rushed forward through the knee-deep snow, boots sinking and kicking up white powder with every frantic step.
There, he saw Azyrth standing in the center of the cratered clearing
Her long black hair floated gently around her naked shoulders as she crushed the heart in her palm.
The remains hit the snow with a soft, wet plop and began to sink slowly into the crimson-stained powder.
Charlotte's body lay crumpled a few meters away, drenched in her own blood.
Brandon's knees nearly buckled.
"H-HUH?"
His eyes shrank in horror at seeing the dead body lying on the snow.
"Huff..."
The world tilted as he looked into the lifeless eyes of Charlotte staring at the sky.
"C-Char?"
"CHAR?"
Screaming, he hurriedly rushed to her side, but before he could reach her, Azyrth waved her hand.
A wave of dark mist appeared and slammed him away.
The impact lifted him off his feet before he crashed into the snow several meters away.
