“I can and I will” She replied firmly.
Zareal rushed to stop her, but she stuffed it in Rafael’s mouth before she could get there.
Zareal froze in her tracks, disbelief written all over her face, “You’ve lost it, you've gone mad” she muttered over and over again, “I have to tell mother, she might still be able to remedy this” she turned to leave.
“Stop,” Zorya yelled, placing Rafael gently on the floor before standing, advancing slowly towards Zareal, a strange glint on her face. “You can tell whoever you want to, but first help me save him” she blocked Zareal's path.
Zareal scoffed like she had just heard the most ridiculous thing ever, “help you save him. You already fed him the empyrean elixir, the last one remaining, spent on a mere mortal. Mortals are not meant to consume items
