Chapter 76 : The heated debate

The tension in the room was suffocating, thickening with each passing second.

Camilla lay beside Lawrence’s body, her presence barely more than a ghostly shadow. She had drifted beyond the world’s grasp; her lifeless form sprawled on the cold floor, attracting the attention of everyone present.

The others in the room—Grandma, Luke, and those who had once looked to her for guidance—could do nothing but watch in silent dread.

Not a single twitch or breath suggested she was still with them and alive, her body a vessel emptied of life it once used to have.

“Are you sure this will work?” Grandma’s voice wavered, cutting through the oppressive silence as she addressed the mouthpiece. His eyes were fixed on the task before him, muttering arcane words that seemed to roll off his tongue with a dark fluency.

Yet there was a flicker of doubt in his expression, one that Grandma couldn’t ignore or even accept. It gnawed at her, the fear that they were too late.

The mouthpiece’s silence was loud