A blue aura.
It was Laina's weakness. As someone who had an affinity with the Sun, the moon was the opposite. The elements associated with it were in conflict with it too.
"What does this mean?" Kol asked, confused as to what was happening.
"What it means," Margaret's voice was still shaking as she pieced her words together, "It means Laina's heart at present, might not be able to withstand the harm already caused by the curse…"
"If we don't find a solution fast, she won't survive," Dante said as he closed his eyes.
He was still holding on to Laina's hand tightly. There was no healing spell in Gaeia that could salvage a heart. If he could bring her back to the Celestial Realm with him, perhaps there would be a cure for her.
But Laina's present condition would not allow him to do so. She would never survive the trip there. Dante placed his free hand across his chest. His own heart was racing. He knew there had to be a solution.
