The world spins, a dizzying blur of light and shadows, and I fight to keep my eyes open, to stay grounded amidst the chaos swirling around me.
My body feels like it's made of lead, every muscle heavy and unresponsive. I can barely breathe, the weight of the suppressive collar around my neck bearing down on me like a curse.
I'm caught between the dark haze of unconsciousness and the sharp sting of awareness. I can hear the clash of magic, the roar of power colliding against power, and I know that Lise is fighting , fighting for me, for us.
"Lise..." I try to call out, but my voice is barely a whisper, drowned out by the cacophony of battle. My vision clears just enough to see her, a silhouette amidst the chaos.
