All through Zeenare and Rhea's life time, he had always want of saving her, never to watch her break. But here she was today basking in so much agony.
Rhea screaming like this was now a wound he couldn't bear to listen to, one he couldn't heal, and each ripple of painful moan from her was a bitter reminder that his power, for all its greatness, couldn't spare her this agony. This damn curse.
Rhea's screams tore through the garden, raw and unending, as her body hung suspended in the air. Her back arched, limbs trembling, pain coursing through her veins.
"If you stop now, we don't know what will happen. So you have to continue until her transformation is complete. Please, bear with me..." Mahz warned, eyes wide as he studied the changes appearing on Rhea. His heart raced with both fear and awe of her circumstances and dying at the hands of Zeenare if something should happen to her.
