Yuri’s POV
I couldn’t move. I couldn’t even breathe. His grip tightened around my throat, choking the life out of me as he drained my power. I struggled, trying to break free, desperate to stop him, but it was useless. The soldiers who had rushed to my aid had fallen instantly—killed by nothing more than a glance from him. He absorbed their power effortlessly, leaving their lifeless bodies in his wake.
My vision blurred. My eyes dulled to gray, speckled with black dots. My body felt weak—drained—as Jared pulled my power into himself. I couldn’t even scream. I couldn’t even cry out in pain.
Is this how I die?
A voice echoed in my mind.
"Promise me you won’t die on me."
Drake’s words. The ones he had spoken only hours before.
I don’t think I can keep that promise… I’m sorry, Drake. Ou
