Warlock Ch 53. Chaos
"I can't..." she whispered, her voice soft, barely audible over the roaring winds. But he could see her lips move, see the tears that streamed down her face, glistening in the harsh light of the vortex. "I can't stop. This is how it ends. It's too late."
"It doesn't have to end like this!" he stated.
But the woman shook her head, a small, bittersweet smile tugging at the corner of her lips. Her tears fell freely now, mixing with the dust and debris swirling around them. "We're all ready to die. Me, the people who fought beside me... we knew this day would come."
Her voice cracked as she spoke, and Damian felt something inside him break. He could see her resolve crumbling, but still, she stood tall. She wasn't fighting for herself anymore. She was fighting for something greater, something she believed in with all her heart. But Damian couldn't understand why she was so willing to let it all go.
