A Race Against Death: Helia and Rio's Desperate Escape
He said in a comforting voice, "I know this is too much to handle, dear sister. But I had to tell you the truth. You and Lia have to be prepared for what's to come."
Helia looked up at the place where his voice was coming from, her eyes filled with tears and pain. "I can't believe it, I can't believe I was so blind in hatred," she whispered, her voice choked with emotion.
Leon's heart pained at the sight of Helia's anguish, but he was powerless to offer her any physical comfort by hugging her. He longed to embrace her and ease her sorrow, but he was nothing more than a soul.
Tears streamed down Helia's face, mingling with the raindrops that began to fall from the blue sky. The wind picked up, whipping her hair around her face, and the thunder rumbled ominously.
Suddenly, she felt a strong tug, a magnetic force that pulled her towards a shimmering tear in the fabric of space.