Roxanna had always known that the beast world was full of danger, but she had never imagined the greatest threat would come from her own husbands.
She was afraid for herself and for Azura, but what terrified her the most was the thought that her husbands would wake up and realize they had killed her with their own hands.
That thought alone was enough to keep her moving. She dodged every attack with everything she had, refusing to give up.
But no matter how hard she tried, someone who rarely fought with weapons could never match warriors like them.
[It's my fault for being so weak...] Roxanna thought.
She knew her husbands could normally hear her thoughts, but the sound of the harp had drowned everything out.
[I'm so sorry...]
She slowly dropped to her knees on the seabed, watching Zeir and Calen swim toward her with their weapons raised. She still had five daggers left, but she knew they were no longer enough to stop them.
