The moment when Zeir slammed shut his connection with the network, Hope reverted to her body. She gasped for air, startling Ayala, who was watching her intently, awaiting her return. Struggling to get a hold of her breathing pace, Hope managed to utter, "I did the best I could. I don't know if it was enough. Forgive me, Ayala."
The queen assisted her in standing up. Hope sighed gently, rubbing her brow. Her head throbbed as if she had a heart inside it. She vowed never to do it again, especially against such a formidable foe or against someone's will.
Seeing that Hope wasn't feeling well, a shadow of apology flitted across Ayala's face. "Sorry, I shouldn't have made you do that. Of course, your instincts are better than mine. You have the right to decide what you want to do. And I shouldn't have meddled with that."
