92: No, wait.

Meanwhile, the last two were finishing putting on their clothes - again - and left the classroom hand in hand. Melia was torn between denial and the snow-haired one kissing her cheek. They were each other's weakness, undoubtedly. They were in the hallway when a gust of wind suddenly arrived.

"You've lied to me again, my treasure," the voice that Melia recognized spoke. The mist surrounded her until it dissipated, revealing a clearer figure, Skalliet.

Elijah tightened his grip on Melia's hand, now having a clearer view of the being that had taken the lives of his loved ones. He didn't feel fear but anger. Skalliet walked closer to both of them.

"You vile liar, my treasure," she whispered to Melia. "How weak you turned out to be, what a waste," she said, looking at Elijah. "Is this why you've changed for me?" she mocked. "I remember your devastated face so well, boy," she said, taking his face forcefully. "You cried as if your life depended on it," she laughed. "You don't know how fun i