Cassie caught her breath, panting. The cold, dark room was still filled with the chilling aura of Oziel. The mysterious figure beside her appeared alert, while Lucca, Delvin, and Isabelle stood in silence, as if trapped between two great forces vying for control over them.
"We can't stay here any longer," the mysterious figure whispered, their voice sharp like a blade cutting through the air. "Oziel's power is drawing closer; he's calling them back."
Cassie could only nod, though fatigue and the illness that plagued her body made every movement feel torturous. Yet, there was a new strength within her—a strength she did not fully understand, but enough to keep her standing tall. A faint blue light surrounded her, pulsing gently like a calming breath.
"How do we get out of here?" Cassie asked softly, her eyes still fixed on Lucca, hoping for any signs of resistance within him. But the empty look in his eyes indicated that Oziel's influence was still too strong.
