Aftermath

Theo was still motionless on the floor of the dark room, his ragged breathing was a witness to the tension that had yet to dissipate and his body was still trembling, torn apart by the effects of the black mist that had just enveloped them, leaving strange traces that still writhed in his mind.

That black mist, like a whip of darkness, almost overwhelmed their bodies, making them like puppets in the clutches of an unfathomable evil force.

Theo tried hard to ease the restlessness in his chest, trying to harmonize the rhythm of his panting breaths with the still-beating heartbeat. Anxiety still grazed his skin, but he knew that victory was just around the corner. Slowly, he turned his head to look for Catallina who was so important in their adventure.

Theo's tone was one of shock and gratitude. "We did it, Cat," he said, his voice trembling with overwhelming emotion.