Sheran looked up to Darea who floats above her. It was time for her demise.
Her dragon body slowly turned to her human form. She does not have enough energy to maintain even her true form.
She was sad. Sad that the friends she met on the way have died in front of her eyes and possibly just because of her stupid rivalry.
Why can't she just tell it?
Say that she just wants to be with her first friend? That she chased after her not to win but to stand side by side?
But how could she, it was already too late. Others have already lost their lives. War has already begun. There was no turning back now. She just laid down on the ground on her knees, waiting for Darea to finish her too.
Is it fine for her to cry?
Does she have the right to regret what she has done?
"Am I in the wrong?"
"No"
Darea simply replied while on top of her an ice island formed and just as it was created, it had its downfall.
