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But now, in the space he’d occupied just moments ago, there was nothing but a swirling void of smoke and disintegrating foliage.
“Jayas?” I whispered, the sound barely escaping my lips, choked by both the alien’s grip and the surge of emotions threatening to drown me.
Had the deadly bolt from the plasma cannon reached him?
Was he, like the tree and boulder, now reduced to mere atoms?
The possibility sent my world spiraling.
In the midst of this strange, twisted game, Jayas had become my beacon, guiding me through the darkness with his unwavering strength and determination.
And now?
The very thought of his absence was like a knife twisting in my heart.
Tears shimmered in my eyes, each one reflecting the brief moments we’d shared, the promises made, and the hopes for a future that now seemed so bleak.
Jayas’s voice, his touch, even his scents — a combination of the wild forests of this platform and a musky alien undertone — played on a loop in my mind.
I remembered our first encounter, fraught with danger and misunderstandings.
The way his eyes, always so intense, had softened when he looked at me.
How his protective nature had emerged, pushing him to risk everything for my safety time and time again.
We’d been through so much together in such a short span of time.
The idea that I might have witnessed the last of him, that our shared narrative had been abruptly cut off, was simply unbearable.
My body went limp in the alien’s grip, the will to fight, to even move, drained out of me.
The pain of losing Jayas far surpassed any physical discomfort the beast could inflict.
I no longer cared about escaping or making it out of this nightmare alive.
The emptiness that consumed me was vast, an endless abyss of sorrow and despair.
I had found something unexpected, something beautiful amidst the chaos, and now it was cruelly ripped away.
The world was out of focus, a blurred mesh of greens and grays, with only the memory of Jayas’s piercing eyes remaining sharp.
I felt the beast’s laughter before I heard it, the vibrations of his mirth reverberating through his chest and into mine.
It was a cruel sound, full of triumph and mockery.
Was he celebrating his victory, gloating over Jayas’s supposed demise?
Or was he simply amused by my heart-wrenching despair?
I wanted to scream, to rage against him and the universe for its cruelty, but no sound would come.
The weight of grief pressed down on me, a suffocating blanket of sorrow.
Then, as the beast’s laughter subsided, he began to move, pulling me along with him.
I was but a ragdoll in his grip, every ounce of resistance drained from my body.
It didn’t matter where he was taking me.
