Vin was consumed by darkness, a darkness that could not be compared to any void. Despite his true form, the weight of reality burdened him, and the pain of his identity painted his heart and mind red.
Outside, he appeared motionless, seemingly trapped by Zarmon's chains. With his head lowered and his body taking the shape he envisioned, he seemed static.
Unaware of the battle between Snow and Zarmon, Vin's thoughts raced. Little did he know that this fight could have far-reaching consequences for Gravidanza.
"You are truly determined," Zarmon remarked, flashing a smile at Snow, whose expression remained cold and unyielding, just like his powers. "I admire that your focus is solely on me."
These words caused Snow to frown, and Zarmon's smile grew wider. "You didn't think I would figure out that your mind is preoccupied with the Villagers and your 'students,' huh?"
