Odette was desperate as she saw that Sol kept on rampaging around mindlessly. She never knew the consequence of him shifting into his wolf would put him in such a state.
Had she known about this, she would never allow him to save her from the dark witch.
After all, Sol had protected this kingdom for a long, long time. He would be devastated and sad knowing that he was also the one who destroyed it with his own hand.
His people might not mind—even rejoicing the fact that they would finally be free from eternal torment.
But Odette believed there was a better way to go other than destruction.
Odette stared at Sol for a long time before turning her head towards Goddess Swan again.
"Goddess, I am ready to do whatever as long as I can save him," Odette said determinedly. "He has suffered enough. It's time to… rest."
Swan smiled, "As the Goddess of Miracles, I shall give you your first and only miracle, Odette. A miracle to save him."
