Kali’s POV
The world feels distant, as if I’m trapped in a dream—floating, no, sinking—caught between reality and darkness. A sharp, relentless throbbing pulses through my skull, and my body feels unbearably heavy.
Am I dreaming? Is this what dying feels like?
The last thing I remember is the betrayal—the wicked cackle of that old woman and the greedy voices of those bastards, plotting to sell me off like a damn object.
I should have known. I should have learned my lesson. But I didn’t.
And now… there’s a sound.
A noise so foreign in this desolate place, yet so familiar it stirs something deep inside me. Whimpers. Choked sobs. The distinct sound of flesh meeting flesh—a body hitting the ground with a sickening thud.
What…?
I try to move, but my limbs refuse to obey. My eyelids flut
