Isola, still weak and disoriented, stared in horror as she witnessed the scene unfolding before her eyes.
She felt a tremble in her chest as she watched the tendrils tighten their hold on his blazing skeleton whose flames were snuffed out before flesh and skin rapidly grew back on his bones.
"No, please..." Isola begged, her weak voice cracking with emotion, "Take me back and let him go...I'll be your sacrifice!"
Her tail transformed into weakened legs as they trembled beneath her.
She staggered towards him, her arms reaching out to grasp at the tendrils that ensnared him.
Her fingers clawed at the sturdy coils, trying in vain to loosen their grip. She gritted her teeth, refusing to give in to the pain that coursed through her body.
Her emotions swirled within her like a tornado, a mix of fear, guilt, and desperation. She realized that he was paying the price for trying to free her.