It was a bittersweet reunion. David was happy to find comfort in Ryder’s embrace, but he couldn’t bear to look at his old and shriveled body. Ryder had aged almost 10 years in the last few days. He was still hanging on to life, but only by a thread.
Wiping his moist eyes on his sleeve, David fortified his resolve and slowly pulled away from Ryder.
“I know it is a lot to ask, but you must find courage. We cannot let their sacrifices go in vain,” Ryder said.
David looked Ryder in the eye and replied, “We can still save Vanessa.”
Ryder stared at him in confusion. “What do you mean?”
“Vanessa is a witch, which means that she can be brought back to life if her body is still intact.”
“Mr. David, she was killed by Lilith. Her soul has been dragged to hell. I hate to break your heart, but
