I closed my eyes. "Give me one reason why I shouldn't kill you right now."
The hallway grew colder.
The soft breeze from the open window stopped, as if the wind itself was holding its breath.
"I came because you needed to talk," the guardian spirit said, stepping into my view.
Her form was soft and glowing almost like mist wrapped in light.
But her eyes were clear, and they were watching me with a mix of pain and something else I couldn't name.
I stood up slowly.
Aimar didn't move.
He looked at her too and again at me before he took another step and vanished.
"You knew this would happen," I said, glancing back at her. "You were aware of what was happening last night, right?"
There was a silence that stretched between us for a while.
"Yes," Elife replied quietly. "But I didn't want it to."
"Then why didn't you stop it?" My voice came out sharp, like broken glass. "You could've warned me. You could've saved them."
