"Don't… please," the girl pleaded, her voice trembling. After witnessing what the demonic core had done to the other two before her, there was no way she wanted to experience that herself.
If it were only death — like what had happened to Derek — perhaps she wouldn't have pleaded. But the thought of turning into a mindless beast like Leo sent an icy chill down her spine.
"Don't be afraid. What was your name again? Emma, right?" Peter said, grinning, his tone mockingly gentle. "Don't be afraid, Emma. You'll survive this. You'll become strong — just like our new friend over there."
He tilted his head toward Leo, who was now ruthlessly pummeling the magical beast with overwhelming strength. Peter assumed Emma was merely terrified of dying like Derek, not realizing the true horror that haunted her.
He was slowly walking toward her, each step echoing ominously through the cavern.
