Ghost on the highway
I can’t hold it… I can’t…
But then Luca’s hand reached out inside his mind, glowing bright. “Yes, you can! We are the storm! We fight! Together!”
Their hands met. Threads of light and shadow wrapped around them fully, intertwining, merging their wills. A surge of pure energy exploded outward, reshaping the mindscape. The images of Bishop, Saint, and Vex screamed and fractured into dust, leaving Riven and Luca standing on solid ground—a small island in a sea of dark energy, glowing gold-red threads radiating from them like the sun cutting through darkness.
Sikat na Kabanata