The stunning view of the waterfall mountains was now marked by the charred remains of a fierce battle.
The mountain basin was turned over, with some areas destroyed, causing the water to flow down like tears.
Everything reeked of blood and destruction—Ice shards, daggers, and claw marks stained with blood were lodged into a mountain wall.
Sword strikes carved deep gashes into the mountain walls, but the most heartbreaking sight of all was Eva and Ethan, drenched in blood, one dead, the other inches away from it.
Ethan bore a deep gash slicing from his shoulders down to his waist, blood spurting out relentlessly.
His eyes shut, expression marked by pain and terror—his heart faintly beating, indicating he was near death and beyond saving.
Eva, on the other hand, had a gaping hole in her chest, her eyes glazed over and losing their luster, with no signs of movement in her chest—lying motionless on the ground with her expression frozen in sorrow.
