"Mom!" Shouted the twins.
"Ivy!" shouted her husband.
As for Darian, he could not make the slightest gesture. He couldn't because he too had intended to do the same thing as his mother, he also intended to intervene to save his father, but it was her mother who had arrived first. It was her destiny. She had fulfilled it. And her destiny was Zion.
She had broken away from the arms of the people she loved most in the world, who had just cried out her name with love and despair, to come to him and save him.
She could not do otherwise. She had fulfilled one of the greatest wishes of her life. To save Zion. To save her greatest love.
The latter, his gaze still riveted on Ivy, on her proud and determined back, and whose flesh was torn from side to side by the deadly weapon, finally decided to speak.
"Why? Why Ivy. Tell me."
