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The boys, stunned into silence, watched in disbelief as their mother slumped backward, her eyes glazing over. "Mother?" the younger boy whimpered, his voice a mere whisper. He reached out to touch her, his small hand trembling.
When she didn't respond, their shock gave way to a heart-wrenching realization. "Mother!" they screamed together, their voices piercing the air as tears streamed down their faces.
They clung to her, desperate for a response, but her body remained still, the golden spear protruding from her lifeless bidy.
Kaldarix and Mellin landed near the wreckage of the carriage, their expressions cold and unyielding. The golden light from Kaldarix's attack still shimmered in the air, casting a haunting glow over the scene.
Mellin's eyes flicked over the carnage, her face gave off a hint of sorrow as she looked at the young boys crying over their fallen mother. "Was this necessary?" she asked quietly, her voice filled with sadness.