Romanoff Dukedom: Plan (31)

Zarya stood up from where she was sitting. 

Although the ground was cold, for some reason, she could feel her heart growing colder. She didn't know what to feel. 

Her breath got choked up in her throat, and so did all the aggression she was harboring. 

She began walking in the direction where she heard the voices. Every word uttered by the voices pricked her ears. It was as if the quieter the voices became, the louder it sounded in her head. 

While she was walking, Zarya could feel her limbs stiffening up. 

Forgetting that she had no control over her body, Zarya looked to see what was happening to her feet. At that instant, her eyes landed straight on her dirty feet. 

That alone made Ilya stop in her tracks. 

"What…"

And she could hear her voice now. 

Her true voice. 

She also felt that the other thought was gone with the wind that just blew. 

"This… My body, I can control it now."