Chapter 85 The Flame's Price

The winds had settled, but the air still held the weight of the battle—the scent of scorched earth, the sharp tang of ash, and the remnants of darkness that clung to everything. Isla stood at the edge of the battlefield, staring into the distance where the ruins of Tobias’s dark kingdom stretched before her. Her body was battered, her mind exhausted, but the flame within her still burned. It had been a fire she couldn’t control, a power far beyond her understanding. And yet, now it was more than just an ally—it was a part of her. Dominic stood beside her, his presence steady and unwavering. They hadn’t spoken much since the battle ended. There was too much at stake, too many unknowns. The darkness had been driven back, but Isla knew the truth—it wasn’t over. The flame was still there, coursing through her veins, and as long as it existed, so did the threat it posed.