Wyst POV
It had been a while since I was here... alone.
The beast took over my senses when she saw Izak stabbed by the vines. She had leapt off the Dragonoid and went on a rampage.
I sensed that she used magic to heal Izak. Too much was drained, but for Izak, it is a must.
The rigid air flowed as I felt her rage calming down after minutes passed, seeing the ripple in the sky and the darkening of the lake.
'Are you going to let me out now?'
Silent was all I got in reply. I walked around the lake countless times, wanting to dive in, but a part of me was scared of the darkness shown.
My reflection got me hooked up for a minute or two. The violet in my eyes was now sparks like fireflies, permanently etched there.
Mending in my original colour.
I drew a long breath and put my toe
