As Alacria's blades prepared to cleave me into pieces, time seemed to slow down.
Am I really… going to die here?
There's no time to cast a spell. There's no time to even dodge or block.
Just a few months ago, I had been in a similar situation, staring death straight in the eyes. At the time, Xuan Kai had saved me from the fiery pits of hell. But this time… there was no helping me.
I was done for. This marked the end of my journey, my life.
I closed my eyes and accepted my fate.
"But do you truly?" a voice suddenly asked in my head. The voice… it sounded like my own, yet different in a way as well.
"What…?"
"Can you truly accept just dying like this?"
"…"
"You've only lived for 14 years. Your love hasn't even be requited yet, but here you are, ready to just give in?"
"I…"
