Elara's POV
The word echoed in my mind, cold and terrifying. I stood there, completely frozen, my heart dropping straight into my stomach. A sudden wave of cold sweat broke out across my back, and I felt completely paralyzed under the harsh glare of the fluorescent lights. I was deeply scared, my breath catching in my throat as I looked at her. It wasn't just a regular threat made out of anger, I could see the absolute rage and raw sincerity in Ravenna's eyes.
She meant every single word she was saying. Her jaw was set tightly, and her bloody lips were trembling with a fierce, deep-rooted hatred. She was genuinely planning to kill me the very moment she broke free from that table. She didn't care that I was a doctor, and she didn't care that I was trying to save her life. To her, I was just a dangerous plague that needed to be wiped out.
