"Huff... Huff..."
Azariah drew deep breaths, his eyes snapping open.
His body trembled with fear, hands reaching towards his neck.
He patted it continuously, ensuring his skin was still attached.
He calmed down, his eyes stopping their trembling as he looked around.
Christina stood beside him, protecting his body while he was unconscious.
"Taishareth..."
He mumbled, grimacing her name as he stood up.
Using the divinity attached to Andarnaur's ring, he tried to sacrifice Faye's soul to her.
But his plan didn't work.
"Why does she have so much power?" he questioned himself, stopping his body from trembling.
...The one who spoke to him wasn't even the real goddess, just a part of her divinity.
His face hardened as he remembered her last words, his head snapping as he looked at Faye.
She slowly crawled to her feet, her eyes pure white without any pupils, welling up with tears.
"Shit..."
