The dark boot took over all of the female Macan leader's line of sight, turning into her new world. She didn't even have the energy and the leisure to wonder about its owner, before it grew, going from big to bigger, as it fell down with sheer strength enough to push her head into her chest.
What hatred against Estrella blocking her path? What revenge, seeking to pull down Estrella into the embrace of death along with herself?
It was in front of the abyss that one would know that nothing was greater than life, and only death could make the fear, the dread born from looking it in the face feed life to make it burn brighter, just like the energy already burning around the female Macan leader.
The latter dug deeper inside, in the unknown depths of her cells, somewhere she did not even know she would find more reserves to burn, making the glow around her light up.
