Seraphina stood amidst the chaos, her golden eyes burning with resolve. The battlefield stretched before her, stained with the blood of warriors who had fought valiantly against the might of the Elementals. The war had raged for far too long, and she knew that if they continued at this pace, they would all be consumed before they even had a chance to see victory. There was only one way to ensure their survival—one way to buy them time.
The realization settled deep in her bones, chilling her to the core. A quarter of her life force. That was the price she had to pay.
Azrael and Vaelith stood beside her, their expressions twisted with unease. They had fought beside her for centuries, and even now, they could sense the burden she was about to take upon herself.
"You cannot do this," Azrael
