Oriana's tears flowed freely as she cried, her sobs mingling with her words. "It's all my fault... I killed him... I killed him..." The anguish in her voice was palpable, her heart breaking with every word.
Suddenly, a shift in energy enveloped her, and darkness began to swirl around her. Her voice changed, growing cold and distant. "It's his fault... he killed him... I must kill him..." Her grief transformed into a cold, vengeful determination in a flick of a moment.
The energy around her intensified, affecting the entire atmosphere. The bright sky of the demon realm darkened with ominous clouds, and the air turned wild and chaotic, forming a storm that took everyone by surprise. All eyes turned to the source of this immense power— Esmeray.
