Chapter 39 Gentle Touch.
A swirling wind gathered around, condensed itself into a wolf, and in just a moment, it generated a thick layer of barrier that protected the carriage before a collision and loud explosion happened.
The air trembled, and the earth beneath shook as the shockwaves travelled a mile and blasted everything in sight. It was the land of fire; the air was crisp and hot when it entered her lungs. Aria snapped her eyes wide. The cradle of life in her arms jolted before crying so loudly that it pierced her ears.
*Uwaa!
"What just happened?".
Iris' body leaned closer; her hand clenched tight to her bows and the arrow she held in others. Casting her gaze to the flame of the sea and the smell of charred flesh, she contorted her beautiful face.
"Bis sis, we have to...?!".
When she glanced at the side, Iris's body shivered. Aria sat still, her eyes vacant, looking at the violent swirling flame that burned her husband's flesh. Iris's heart jolted, sending an electric current through her veins, making her body tremble.
Dread washed away the colour on her face as she witnessed her brother-in-law, a human, toasted into charred meat. The horses were also engulfed, leaving only the stillness that hung in the air between the sisters and the crying baby.
"...Da, ryl?".
Aria's weak and monotone voice echoed inside the barrier, her trembling hand reaching forward. But, the cruel protective barrier became a force that blocked her attempt to cuddle his flaming body.
Her thoughts ceased to exist; she couldn't accept the reality before her. Tears blurred her vision, wetting her cheeks. Her warm heart suddenly turned frozen by absolute ice, locking even her emotions.