As Envy plummeted to the ground, shock and disbelief coursed through her like a torrential storm. Her friendship with Harry spanned more than two centuries, and the idea of betrayal was unfathomable. The pain she felt in her heart cut deeper than the physical injuries she had sustained. Her back wound and the magical burns that marred her body were painful, but the emotional agony was almost unbearable.
In that desperate moment, it was a cruel twist of fate that the Spear of Gungnir was on the verge of collapse just before it could pierce through her body. This cruel irony seemed to reflect the devastation of her trust and the shattering of a friendship that had endured for over two centuries. It was as if the universe itself conspired to save her life while simultaneously tearing her heart apart.
