Everything happened in less than a moment.
A blink of an eye, a fraction of a fraction of a fraction of a second. And yet, it was enough to change everything.
Miles fell to his knees, Sarissa's blade piercing his chest cleanly, its tip protruding from his back.
"BIG BRO!?" Diego screamed from the balcony, jumping and falling gracelessly, where he would once be able to absorb the impact and get straight back up, like a cat.
But Miles did not hear him, and neither did Sarissa.
Because when her blade trespassed Miles' heart, their world shuddered and warped, reality folding in and over itself until there was nothing but staggering void, their minds being violently thrown into somewhere else.
Sarissa's eyes widened as she could see Miles' life from the very start.
However, Cheshire had been smart in how he chose to give Miles this only chance of stopping their fight, because Sarissa was not just witnessing Miles' life like a spectator, no.
She was seeing it and living it.
