VIKTORThe moment the vines dragged Delilah out of my reach, my mind was filled with desperation and anger. The world narrowed into a single, violent purpose. I launched myself forward, ignoring the way the floor cracked beneath my force. My claws tore through the thick mass of writhing vines, slicing and ripping until their resistance gave way.I caught her just as they tried to pull her deeper. “Delilah, hold on to me!”Her body slammed into mine, her breath uneven, her fingers clutching at my shoulders as if anchoring herself to something real. I did not give the vines a second chance as I pulled her out.The vines lashed toward me, furious and desperate, as if I had stolen something that belonged to them. I gave them some distance immediately, holding her close to my body. “Start the purification spell,” I ordered, my voice rough with strain. The sooner we got rid of these vines, the better our chances of survival. Delilah hesitated for only a heartbeat before nodding.Her feet
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