Chapter 282: THE CRIMSON DESCENT

David plummeted from the darkness above, his body limp as a discarded doll. The force of Winter's fierce, merciless attack had shattered him completely—every bone sang with agony, internal organs crushed, blood vessels burst.

He couldn't even scream, a muted cry caught somewhere within the wreckage of his body. Each breath felt like it was being ripped from him, his vision blurring at the edges of consciousness.

Obsidian titans lunged to intercept his falling form, their blades eager for the kill. But Vespera was faster. Ice exploded beneath her feet as she skated forward, her movements fluid and precise.

Each graceful step left crystalline patterns that spread like frozen lightning across the chamber floor. She twisted between the titans' attacks, their massive weapons finding only air as she danced through their formation, her determination a silent roar against the chaos surrounding them.