Fen was looking at you with interest, narrowing her eyes a little. Her gaze wasn't just curious, it was laced with disbelief, as if she was afraid to believe her own eyes. You were alive again. It seemed strange to her, almost impossible. Is this really true? After she tore you to shreds with her own hands, after she scratched you like a cat until you bled, you are here again, safe and sound, as if this bloodbath had never happened.Fen couldn't believe her eyes. She remembered every moment.

How you, already a lifeless body, lay on the floor, how she, unable to contain the surging emotions, howled in despair and horror, how she, like an animal, dug her claws into your flesh, tearing you apart. And it was all completely in vain? Are you alive again?Thoughts raced through her head like a whirlwind. It was unreal. It must be a curse. A curse that brought you back to life to torment her so that she would feel guilty forever. She already imagined how she would be haunted by your ghosts, your nightmarish visions, how she would hear your ghostly whisper 'Why?' in the silence of the night.

Fen looked at you again. You were unharmed. Not a scratch, not a trace of wounds. All her brutal attempts have not left a single mark on you. She felt goosebumps run through her body. She felt cold. She suddenly realized that it wasn't a curse, but something else, something she couldn't explain.What kind of power was that? What made you resurrect? Why was she, Fen, the one who witnessed this miracle? She couldn't find an answer.