Mia's heart pounded as she watched Ragi drag himself closer. His step was slow but he keeps going. His twisted and charred limbs moved stiffly, the pain still visible in his contorted expression.She could tell he was struggling but that only made her worry more. His eyes burned with hatred and every step he took was fueled by his determination to reach her, no matter the agony he endured. That is what make her afraid.She took a deep breath, trying to steady her nerves. The Aether flowing through her hands trembled as she continued to channel the rune holding the black mist at bay. Her gaze darted briefly to Erik who was still locked in combat with Valeria.He was holding his own, but she could see the exhaustion in his movements. He had no idea how close the danger was creeping toward her."Come on, Mia, focus," she whispered to herself, gritting her teeth.