After the fiftieth step, Cela was looking worse than a mother in labor. However, even though her ears were ringing—screaming at her to give up—she didn't.
"F-For… Darling…"
Her mumbles of 'Darling' ceaselessly came out in the form of blood-patterned murmuring. That was her driving force—her guiding light.
"She's going to kill herself, and for what…?" Yennefer softly commented, complicated emotions swirling within her heart. "Does she love Knox Falazar that much…? I… I don't understand…"
"He's my Fiancé; would I do the same…?"
As the conflicted questions of a jade beauty echoed out just loud enough for herself to hear, the terrible sound of bones cracking and scraping against one another grated on the ears of many. They looked toward the source of the sound, only to see the whites of Cela's bones beginning to show through her once peachy-painted skin.
