Did Kreyna ever think about her death?
Sure. She hoped it would never happen, but in her long life and dozens of battles, several times she had to find herself on the verge between life and death.
Well, each time she had either come out victorious or escaped, far more often the first happened. She survived no matter how dangerous the situation was.
But today.
The day she and Arnoth could finally have a chance to move on to the next stage.
This day was her last.
"No..." Kreyna gulped, looking at the hungry jaw.
Clutch.
The jaw closed, making Kreyna's upper body disappear. Less than half remained with a wide tooth mark.
Torz's eyes went wide as he pointed forward.
"Look!"
Grita leaned forward, trying to understand what was happening. "What the...? Is their fight over?"
They didn't know why, but cracks began to spread across the dark sphere. One by one, hundreds of fragments crumbled to become black particles.
