The ice layer that immobilized the beast cracked. Shards of ice fell to the ground. Everything seemed to be moving in slow motion. Dante gritted his teeth as he attempted to crawl towards Laina.
He continued to call out to her. But there was no response. As he watched the beast's claw swipe down at Laina, he yelled out in agony. It could not end like this, it could not. Dante closed his eyes. He gathered whatever strength he had left to turn into his dragon form.
But the full effects of the curse weighed down upon him. Each breath of air Dante released from his lungs released a puff of mist into the air. His vision was growing blurry. He reached his hand out towards where Laina was as a cold icy chill spread across his body.
"Lai...Laina..." he muttered her name over and over again.
