Zora’s POV
In the midst of my restless slumber, my mind transformed into a battlefield where fear and darkness waged war. The nightmare engulfed me, Raphael's malevolent presence drawing near, each step heavy with the inevitability of his capture. Even as I tried to remind my mind that we had seen him being torn apart limb from limb, I couldn’t stop my heart from beating erratically as his fingers grazed my skin, but just as he did, something that was invisible pulled him away from me. rending him apart. It was a sight so confusing and horrifying, as if some ancient power awakened and decided that he would be their meal. Amidst the chaos, the same haunting voices that once whispered in my ear returned, their words a chilling affirmation of my destined path.
“You are destined!”
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