Callum knew that once the spell was cast, Aaravos would gain control over his soul. He had made Rayla promise to end him the moment it happened—to save the world from unimaginable darkness. Yet deep down, he knew she wouldn’t. Rayla’s love for him ran too deep.

But he knew someone who would.

She couldn’t believe her eyes as she saw your arrow in his skull. It felt like the world had been ripped out from under her. Rayla let out a choked sob, her breath hitching as her knees gave way beneath her. She crumpled to the ground, clutching her chest as though the pain there might tear her apart. The sound of her broken cries echoed in the still air, a raw, unfiltered anguish that no words could ever convey. She reached out a trembling hand, but the distance between them might as well have been a lifetime.