Gaya stared at the prison bars scattered across the cavern's expanse. She stood motionless, turning her head to survey the horror surrounding them.
Her eyes were cold and indifferent, a slight frown creasing her face.
She neither spoke nor moved for several heartbeats.
However, another did.
Adrian staggered backward, turned away from them, and expelled the vile contents that surged from his gut as he beheld the macabre scene.
He doubled over and continued retching.
Meanwhile, Gaya surveyed the carnage. She opened her hand, closed her eyes, then murmured something under her breath.
Instantly, all the bodies within the prison bars ignited. But this was no ordinary flame—a strange white fire that burned serenely. There was a rhythm to it that brought peace to any heart witnessing its dance.
Gaya touched her chest and sighed deeply.
"May their souls rest in perfect peace."
The next instant, her eyes blazed with dangerous light. Then she strode forward.
