Maya POV
The stabilizer burns going down. Like swallowing liquid fire mixed with broken glass. I collapse against the cave wall, gasping, clawing at my throat as the serum courses through my veins.
"Maya!" Elena's hands are on my face, checking my pulse, my eyes. "Breathe. Just breathe."
But I can't breathe. The stabilizer is fighting the dying serum in my blood, two wars happening inside me at once. My body convulses. Black blood sprays from my mouth onto the cave floor.
Konstantin watches with clinical interest. He doesn't move to help. Just watches. Taking mental notes like I'm a lab rat having a seizure.
"Fascinating," he murmurs. "The stabilizer is forcing cellular regeneration at an accelerated rate. Her body is essentially dying and rebuilding simultaneously."
"She's in agony!
