Brianna’s POV
The darkness was endless.
It was cold, choking and it felt heavy for some reason, like it was pressing down on me.
I floated… or fell. I didn’t know which. Everything was shadows, pulling and stretching around me like oily smoke. I tried to scream, but there was no voice. There was just the low, venomous whisper of her.
“Still fighting?” Seraphine hissed. Her voice echoed from nowhere and everywhere at once. “You’re too late, Brianna. You think you can win? I’ll drag you into the abyss with me!”
I twisted in the void. Her presence was all around. She had latched onto my spirit. It felt like her fingers were digging into the very fabric of who I was. She wasn’t just fighting for her life—she was trying to take mine too.
I felt her pain, her fear, her desperation. She w
