Following Jin's shadow, Silvia's heavy feet moved to the altar. Each step she took ascending the stairs felt intense labor as her breath ragged.
The lingering guilt and deprecation stuck in her mind like a parasite, gnawing at her weary consciousness about their situation.
She never thought that the act of receiving something from a stranger would swallow her and plunge her into the forsaken land, filled with intense blizzards and involving another person.
This was her mistake for believing others so willingly.
"Silvia?".
Jin's voice snapped her from her daze as she noticed that her feet had stopped climbing.
"Yeah? I'm coming".
Silvia shook her head, dismissing the disturbing thought that corroded her mind into thinking negatively. Thanks to that, she regained a bit of clarity and walked toward the sword on the altar.
Her now bright expression stared at the sword. Its blue radiance and silver gleam seeped into her heart, stirring something invisible within her.
