"No. No! Not like this, not here, mother no!" the youngest Medina said as he watched his other close her eyes. This wasn't how he had thought his mother would go down.
Zari was a warrior, and they all knew it. Sure, she was the epitome of evil, but circumstances had forced her into whatever the world had seen. The greatest falci of all time was now lying on the ground, dead. Like this was the ultimate ending for her.
She had no battle wounds or scars.
There was nothing that would show that Zari had fought to her last breath. She had known this, and she had known that this would be her end, and yet she still came back to Alexei, and she still came back to save them all.
She still showed up for her children and sister. She was noble till the end. And that broke Carl's heart. He never got the chance to talk to his mother, to hug her, and he hadn't gotten the chance to tell zari that he understood her and that he had forgiven her.
