Ravina's heart pounded like war drums in her chest as she exchanged a tense glance with Naida, their plan now horrifyingly clear. The reality of attacking her father—even if it was to bait Aira—filled her with pain and guilt, but there was no turning back.
"Are you ready, Ravina?" Naida's voice was cool but heavy with a quiet tension, her ruby-red eyes locked onto the unconscious Cedric chained at the far end of the chamber.
Ravina swallowed hard, forcing down her trembling hesitation. "As ready as I'll ever be," she whispered harshly, her dual dark blades igniting fiercely with dark green flames. With a grim determination, she sprinted forward, her movements blurring into a streak of emerald fire.
