Erwing's Perspective
Before I could take a single step towards him, Armand vanished before my eyes as if the wind had sucked him away. It wasn't gradual but instantaneous, as if time had spat him out of reality. A blink was enough to lose sight of him. I stopped dead in my tracks, my feet rooted to the ground as my heart pounded so hard I felt like I could break my ribs.
The air around me turned cold and a chill ran down my spine, as if an intangible force was meant to warn me. What had that been? An illusion? A trick of the mind? But the chill in the air, that chill that didn't belong in this place where Armand had vanished.
