Vyx’aria’s hand moved before his sentences could finish.
The ring vanished from his finger in a single, precise motion, no tug, no warning, just absence. The gem pulsed once in her palm, then settled as she slid it back onto her own finger, as though it had never belonged anywhere else.
She studied him for a moment, eyes cold, unreadable.
A bitter scoff escaped her. “The surface does not change us, does it?”
Whatever fleeting gratitude had existed drained from her expression. She straightened, composure sealing back into place like armor, and turned away from him without another word.
Her steps carried her deeper into the ruin, toward the bridge where the wraith had first taken shape. The green lights flickered faintly as she passed, and the air felt heavier with each stride.
Whatever they had faced had not been destroyed. Not yet.
Rae'twyn Suvalissaere
The ring vanished from his finger in a single, precise motion, no tug, no warning, just absence. The gem pulsed once in her palm, then settled as she slid it back onto her own finger, as though it had never belonged anywhere else.
She studied him for a moment, eyes cold, unreadable.
A bitter scoff escaped her. “The surface does not change us, does it?”
Whatever fleeting gratitude had existed drained from her expression. She straightened, composure sealing back into place like armor, and turned away from him without another word.
Her steps carried her deeper into the ruin, toward the bridge where the wraith had first taken shape. The green lights flickered faintly as she passed, and the air felt heavier with each stride.
Whatever they had faced had not been destroyed. Not yet.
Rae'twyn Suvalissaere