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The life force, the very essence of Isla, seemed to be getting sucked away.

The chants reached a fevered pitch, and the room vibrated with an unsettling energy.

It felt like hours, but it could have only been moments.

Moments that stretched into an eternity of pain and despair.

Suddenly, with one last, heart-wrenching scream from Isla, it was over.

The Balance let go of her now lifeless form, allowing it to collapse onto the plinth.

The world around me became a blur, a haze of rage and grief.

The bonds suddenly weakened and I broke free.

My senses were overwhelmed: the acrid smell of burnt energy, the cold touch of the stone beneath my feet, the distant echoes of the Balance’s laughter.

Ignoring the Balance, who seemed to revel in their dark triumph, I stumbled towards Isla.

Kneeling beside her, I cradled her lifeless body in my arms and it seemed grotesque to the warmth I had always known.

A primal scream erupted from deep within me, echoing throughout the chamber and perhaps, the universe.

A cry of loss, of love, of a bond that the universe seemed hell-bent on breaking.

The memory ended as abruptly as it began, and I was thrust back into the present, the cold, echoing temple around us.

The anguish of that moment, however, lingered, as vivid and raw as if it had just happened.

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A suffocating weight of grief enveloped me as the haunting memories receded.

The bitter coldness of the temple’s stone floor became real once again.

My senses were heightened, every detail of our surroundings amplified.

The eerie echo of dripping water in the distance.

I tried to shake the weight of the past, but the sensation was overwhelming, pulling me under like a riptide.

The visceral memory of my life force draining away was vivid.

The raw sensation of losing everything I ever knew and loved — especially with Thillak so close and yet so out of reach — threatened to drown me in its intensity.

My hands clenched into fists.

I could still feel the tingling after-effect, the phantom sensation of energy being torn from my very soul.

And there was Thillak.

Just as imprisoned and just as helpless.

I could see the torment in his eyes from across the room, mirroring my own.

We were bound, not only by the chains that held us but by an unbreakable love, a bond that seemed to defy time itself.

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