"It appears that our talk is over."
Aeliana's heart pounded in her chest, her mind struggling to process what was happening. The Kraken. It was here. And it was coming for them—no, not them. For her. She could feel it, a primal, instinctive pull that made her skin crawl. The glow around her intensified, the light growing brighter, more erratic, as if responding to the creature's presence.
Luca's gaze flicked back to her, his dark eyes meeting hers for the briefest moment. There was something in his expression—something she couldn't quite place. Not fear, not concern, but… anticipation? Resignation? She couldn't tell. And then he turned away, his focus shifting to the descending tentacle.
