The woman in white spoke: "You think you can undo what has been done? You think you can escape your fate?"
Kael stepped back, but she followed, her presence suffocating.
"You were never meant to succeed. You were never meant to escape." Her smile was cold, hollow. "I am the one who holds your soul."
Suddenly, Kael felt it—the mark of the gate, etched deep into his skin, burning like fire.
He screamed.