The room shifted, and we were in Snowystra"s bedroom. The elegant ice furniture and accents were a contrast to the cruel goddess who had slept in this room.
My eyes flicked towards Cole. He was standing against the wall. Upon closer look, I realized he was trapped in a large web, which extended across one side of the room. The threads were covered with thousands of small, metallic green dorcha spiders.
The creatures skittered quickly. They moved across the webbing and into the hand of Snowystra.
A wave of red filled my vision. I clenched my hands, digging my nails into my skin. The anger I felt inside, from seeing her alive, almost brought me to my knees.
The dark goddess shooed the spiders away and stood in front of Cole. “Why must we do this, over and over?” Snowystra trailed her lon
