Lily's consciousness swirled through the mists of time, pulled back into the harrowing moments leading to Fenris's death. Her senses were overwhelmed as she became a passive observer in his body, sharing his anguish.
The dimly lit room flickered into existence around her, the air heavy with tension and despair. She felt the pain coursing through her, or rather, Fenris. It was unlike anything she had ever experienced. A debilitating agony that seemed to creep through every fiber of her being.
Grimacing, she tried to make sense of what was happening. Why was Fenris in so much pain? The room offered no immediate answers, just a sense of impending doom.
But then, clarity pierced through the haze of suffering. It wasn't illness that plagued Fenris. It was poison.
As this revelation hit her,
