As Sophie made her way towards the sea with the cursed conch shell in her hands, the affected ones, writhing in pain on the beach, mustered whatever strength they could to try and stop her. Driven by the malevolent will of the conch shell, they lurched forward, their movements sluggish and uncoordinated as they sought to block her path.
With outstretched arms and anguished cries, they attempted to grab hold of Sophie, their faces contorted in agony as they struggled to overcome the dark influence that held them captive. But despite their efforts, Sophie pressed on, her determination unwavering as she pushed through their weakened defenses.
With each step closer to the sea, Sophie felt the weight of the conch shell's power bearing down on her, its malevolent presence urging her to turn back. But she refused to be swayed, her resolve strengthened by the knowledge that freeing her friends from its grip was the only way to save them from a fate worse than death.
