Every moment, Rain didn't fail in skipping their heart into their throat. Guiding her was a long feat of suspense, and even how she'd survived till date, was a mysterious miracle.
Had the heavens made a mistake with their choice yet again?
"We can't be sure if she will come to harm. The Prince of death has somehow always managed to spare her after all. Besides, there must be a reason why this is happening. We should not get involved, otherwise, I doubt we will subsist our own penalties of disobedience afterwards."
The atmosphere grew silent after Vulcan had spoken.
The ambiance almost gave the impression that the others were gradually getting hopeful and compliant, but a persistent Triton spoke up objectively again, "Vulcan, you seem to forget his loathe for poisons. Perhaps, I should recount you some cruel memories..."
