"You are going to kill them!" Lucas's voice reverberated inside Rosalind's head as her heart raced in her chest. She looked around, panic surging within her. She couldn't understand why she felt this way.
Again, Lucas yelled and called out for the goddess, but the other woman never opened her eyes again. It was as if she was now buried deep within her own world, unable to hear or feel anything.
Rosalind stared at Lucas's dark expression. Beside him was Belisarius, who appeared as distraught as he was. Regrettably, she couldn't hear their conversation as she remained inside the vortex. She could only see from the perspective of the goddess, who could no longer hear them.
