Chapter 63 The Burning Path

The days blurred together, each one feeling heavier than the last. Isla stood at the edge of the ruined city, her gaze locked on the distant horizon where the last remnants of sunlight were swallowed by an oncoming storm. The power inside her was a constant presence, a reminder that the world around her was not the same as it once was. It pulsed in her veins, a fire that refused to be tamed. Dominic stood beside her, his presence a quiet anchor in the storm of her mind. Though he tried to be strong for her, Isla could see the worry in his eyes, the uncertainty that had taken root in his heart. She couldn’t blame him. She, too, felt the weight of what was coming, the crushing responsibility of the path she had chosen.