The option to fight and win wasn't always available to all, and today Hannah was one of those unfortunate people.
For some seconds after stabbing herself, Hannah felt alright and then when the feeling of weakness and rapidly fading life force hit her, she turned and looked at Ezriel, a hard gaze on her face as she stared at his shocked expression.
Hannah wanted to burn the image of Ezriel into her mind, but then she smiled when she noticed the bundle on his shoulders raise her head and look at her, confusion which turned to horror appearing on her face.
"I better not die Lena, because I can promise you that I would fight through the trial and obstacle of hell break through its gate and return to this world just to end you."
Slowly Hannah fell to her knees, clinging onto her life despite being the one to bring about its end and as she fell to the floor, the sobs and screams from her daughter had her fighting against death with all her might.
