Eleanora's POV
It was all flashing before my eyes. In reality, it was probably only a few seconds but to me, it felt as if I were being forced to re-live all of these tragedies.
"I'm sorry," I repeatedly whispered out with a shaky voice.
"It's all my fault," I gulped back the sobs and simply stared at the sight of all my fellow mages dying while trying to protect the humans, I simply watched since I couldn't do anything else.
I should have done something. I should have been there with them and I should have died with them. Why was I the only one that survived? Why would Arturo do this to me?
What made him think that I would want to live through eternity all alone?
With a sigh, I opened my eyes.
It was darkness, with nothing in my line of vision except for when I closed my eyes, that's when all the forgotten memories came to slap me in the face.