The cracking of her skin receded like ice melting under fire. Her breath came in sharp, panicked bursts as the effects of the pill dulled—temporarily. But the damage had already begun.
Her complexion bleached unnaturally pale, veins threading beneath her skin like thin black ink. Then her irises drained of color—no longer black, but void. Blank. Blind.
"I can't see!!!" Kola shrieked, her voice ragged with hysteria. "Somebody help—I can't see!!"
Her fingers trembled, then clawed at her own face in frantic disbelief. Nails tore into the delicate skin around her sockets, blood flowing from across her chalk-white cheeks.
Blood splattered everywhere, she screamed like a death knell as the sound of flesh tearing rang out in the forest.
Zephyr flinched—but not from her cries. As soon as Kola deceleration of being blind rang out, Zephyr started to have depressive thoughts.
"Remove your eyes… Eat them… Pop them… Pluck them out…
