Rachel and Cecilia stood frozen in place, their wide, stunned eyes locked onto Aira as if she were a ghost.
Rachel's fingers trembled as she took a hesitant step forward, "Y-You…" Her voice cracked with emotion, anger bubbling just beneath the surface. "Why? If you were really the Oracle, how could you let Cedric die when he loved you more than anything? You were there with him, and yet… you let those monsters gang up on him and kill him?" Her eyes darkened with disappointment. "Or was your love for him never true?"
"Rachel…" Cecilia gently grasped her daughter's arm, silently urging her to soften her tone, yet her own heart demanded the same answers.
Aira's frail form trembled, her eyes squeezing shut as if the weight of the past was too much to bear. "I did try," she whispered, barely above a breath. "More times than I can count… But I always failed. He was fated to die there. A fate I couldn't change."