There was silence everywhere.
Then Zara moved.
She swallowed hard and forced herself to speak. "Look behind you," she said.
Zarvok's eyes narrowed.
He turned.
A silver‑haired boy was standing near Alicia's fallen body.
Zarvok's eyes widened for a brief moment. He hadn't sensed the boy at all until now. For a creature whose perception had spanned entire battlefields for centuries, that lapse felt almost insulting.
'Unbelievable… how did he get past my senses?' he thought. 'Is it a skill, a blessing… or something even higher watching over him?'
Alex didn't look at him.
His gaze was fixed on Alicia—bleeding, motionless on the ground.
A pressure like a crashing wave burst from Alex's body, sweeping across the battlefield. It howled outward like a tornado, smashing into everyone present. Dust and ash lifted from the broken streets, swirling helplessly inside that invisible storm.
