She was just so tired of it all.
At this point, losing another regression point didn't even matter. What difference would it make?
There was nothing she could do. No way to fight back. No power to resist.
She felt helpless.
So, she did the only thing she could think of.
With trembling hands, she took the pouch and drank it.
The effects hit almost instantly. Her vision blurred at the edges, the center spinning, her head growing lighter by the second.
I really am dying...
And with that final thought, she collapsed into darkness.
"Ah!" Evelyn jolted awake, disoriented.
Her head throbbed with confusion, and worse, she couldn't access her magic. Not even a flicker. Then again, that was expected. Magic suppression was standard in dungeon cells like this.
But something felt off beneath her hand.
A body.
"V-Verena?!" she gasped, eyes widening as she recognized the unconscious girl beside her.
