"Ikaris... Stop-"
"No!" Ikaris snapped at Arla, who had lost all hope at this point, twenty minutes had passed, Dina was still warm because Ikaris was keeping her flesh and bodily functions alive, but her soul was refusing to re-enter her body no matter how hard she tried.
[There are just some things even the True Goddess Ikaris are incapable of]
The god of death continued looming sadly. [It is a waste of your power to cling to mortal flesh, Ikaris, let go-]
"I won't!" Ikaris cried, scooping Dina up and hugging her closely. "I'll do anything, whatever it takes, I don't want to lose you, understand, Dina!" She squeezed her. "I have lost too much already, you and master are all I have left, I cannot!" She sobbed. "Even at the expense of sharing my soul..."
