Raine couldn't comprehend that fact in her head as she immersed herself in the agony that she was feeling now, not even Aeon's voice could reach her.
In his attempt to calm Raine, Aeon was braving the heat in the air around him. The shadow warrior extended his hand to her, but he couldn't even move an inch.
"Raine, stop it!" Aeon covered his face from the fire, he was badly injured, but he didn't care.
Meanwhile, inside the molten fire that engulfed her body, Raine suddenly felt a pair of arms around her waist, sending sparks through her whole body.
The familiar spark that she had been missing for days, the spark that only belonged to him.
Raine curled herself into his embrace when she heard Torak's voice in her head, talking to her, calling her name, asking her to stop.
[Torak…?]
[It's me… it's me, my love.]
The blaze flickered for a moment, before it all exploded at once in a puff of smoke.
