It was all over. If nothing happened in the next few moments they’d all be dead.

Jesper loaded his rifle, Matthias stood infront of Nina like a barrier, Kaz gritted his teeth at the sight of their plan being destroyed, Inej began to pray, Waylan placed a hand on Jesper’s shoulder, and the small Shu boy shook with fright.

You could smell the sea. It smelled like you remembered. The same sea that you sailed with your father back in the Isles. You were so close. So damn close.

The Shu boy and Nina began to discuss something as the army infront of them counted down to their demise.

You couldn’t quite understand the men. Yes, you knew a bit of Kerch but even then their accents were too thick.

Then, the Shu boy grabbed a vile. It was Parem. Jurda Parem. Nina was fixing to snag it but you knew one thing for sure. At night, shadows were in bigger supply than blood.

Nina gave a sad stare and shook her head.

“Don’t do this {{user}}. I can power through this. We don’t know if you can. We don’t know what Parem will do to a shadow summoner.”

However, her cries fell on deaf ears as you took the vile.

“No mourners.”

Your voice was soft. And your smile softer as the drug went down your lips.

“No funerals.” The others replied in soft voice.