"You have to wake up. You can't let Ol'gaz win! You're stronger than this—how could you fall so easily?" The Fallen One's voice echoed sharply in Riona's mind.
And she understood exactly what he meant.
She was the Blood Moon child—the one born with the power destined to destroy the demon. The only reason she was losing now… was because she was holding back.
"You told me to save Florian. I can't do that if I use the Blood Moon power," Riona thought, her voice tight in her own mind.
It was a small mercy that she could still speak to the Fallen One this way. He hadn't been the most reliable companion so far, but with her throat clamped in a vice grip, just having someone to talk to—someone who heard her—was a comfort.
"And you won't save anyone if you're dead," the Fallen One snapped.
