HUH?
The storm vanished as suddenly as it had appeared.
Charlotte stood alone in the middle of the endless desert, chest heaving as her ether flickered weakly around her fists.
The dunes stretched out in every direction under the merciless sun and the storm has already vanished.
And worst of all... no sign of Brandon.
Her gaze quivered, and a cold, creeping fear slithered into her heart, squeezing tight.
"N-No… Kael?"
Her voice cracked.
"KAELLL!"
The scream tore out of her, echoing across the dunes before being swallowed by the vast emptiness.
She spun around in panic, looking in every direction.
Nothing.
At this time, she heard a broken, wheezing laugh coming from somewhere behind her.
Lyssandra was lying on her back in the sand a short distance away.
She was laughing "Yes... Suffer... just like when you took Maevrith from me…"
Charlotte's expression shattered.
Pure blinding rage flooded her veins.
