Persephone followed Seamus, but her heart lingered in the car. She reluctantly glanced back. Morpheus was still standing there.

She couldn't make out his face in the nighttime darkness, yet she felt his intense gaze following her.

Her nose tingled, and she heard Seamus' voice again. "Miss, please hurry up!"

She paused.

Seamus, anxious and amused, remarked, "If it were still the old days, I'd gladly carry you on my back!"

"Okay, okay," Persephone grumbled. "Aren't I already walking..."

Walking? Seamus couldn't help but chuckle. Persephone's feet felt glued to the ground, each step seeming like she was lifting a ton.

He knew she still held thoughts for the man not far away. He sighed softly and patted her shoulder in a brotherly way. "Miss, time is really pressing... If you still want to see Mr. Orton after we get home, we can send someone—"

a tremendous

felt dizzy. Accompanying the sound was the earth's trembling and

it was on fire, her skin beginning to sear. In the midst of her blank mind, strong arms swiftly

Seamus yelled, stunned as he looked toward

the same time, shards from the ship's explosion fell like

struck his head and back, leaving bloody marks, but they didn't harm the one in his

him. Only in his arms could she find complete

half the night sky into crimson. The sound quickly alerted nearby people,

taken to the

and Seamus were separated and taken into different rooms. However, when the police asked her for basic information, she stared blankly at them. She still had not fully recovered from the recent shock.

officer grew impatient, raising his voice. "Your name, date of birth,

to gather her thoughts from

"I... I'm Persephone Hamerton..."

"Please show your identification."

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