Begging for Help

The sight before us should be something that is heartwarming—a peaceful interaction after a fierce battle. However, since we knew what would happen next, I felt a stinging pain in my chest.

As I looked at them interact, I noticed that Fatima's body started cracking at the same time as the Sealed Space did. It slowly spread from the tips of her fingers to her arms, quickly spreading up to her neck.

"...!"

Was it that fast before? I believe it was a little slower. Feeling a tad panicked, I turned to Ember.

"Is it done?!"

I know that she was already rushing to create it, but the approaching "end" was something that I never wanted to see again. Ember's brows furrowed as the objects floated before she started assembling at a faster pace. In just a few moments, she finished the rough shape of what looked like a box cutter.

"Here, it's done!"