Bonded To The Alpha God of War
His body fell limply, blood soaking into the sand.
The Assassin leader was dead.
…
Anana staggered backward. Her chest heaved with slow, heavy breaths. The white drained from her eyes, the glow fading until her irises returned to their pure, ocean-blue hue.
Then, like a puppet whose strings were cut, she collapsed.
Her body hit the sand, motionless.
The sky cleared immediately.
For a long, terrible moment, silence reigned. No one moved. No one breathed. The weight of what they had witnessed rooted them in place.