Rebecca couldn't believe what she heard. She couldn't believe her own eyes. What stood before her was something she couldn't comprehend. Yet, there he was, the person they came this far out for, the person they were trying to save. "Don!?" Rebecca exclaimed as she saw him standing in front of the ice breath.
"Stand." Don's voice seemed weak.
"Fight...." Don's voice spoke again, his hand held out to block the ice breath. A distortion had occurred to create a shield that curved the breath around them, preventing Rebecca from taking any damage.
"Don! It is you! Isn't it!?" Rebecca exclaimed as her eyes started to whelm with tears. She reached out towards Don to take hold of his shoulder, but it phased through when her hand reached his shoulder. Rebecca's eyes went wide with confusion and shock. "Don!?" Rebecca exclaimed, not understanding what was going on.
