Adolfa's POV
It was too cold. Too quiet. The air around me was no longer air—it was poison. Charon's venom crawled through my veins like ice wrapped in thorns. I couldn't move. Not even an inch. Not a breath. Not a whisper. My body betrayed me.
Is this it?
Is this how I die?
After everything I've endured… everything I reclaimed… all the battles I survived, is this where it ends?
Will I perish here, at the gate of hell?
Will I die before defeating Alpha Lyran, Luna Prese, Alpha Berra, the Sorcerer King, and Lord Ugarh?
Is this really the end of me?
I tried to scream, to shout, to cry. But nothing. The poison was spreading faster. It turned my blood into thick tar. My limbs went numb. My skin blackened. My breath slowed.
No more blood flowed.
No more fire blaz
