Chapter 94: The End, The Beginning
A mile away, Byron's face turned a shade paler as he hurled the 'Iron Nail of Destruction' into the stormy sea, and with a sigh of exhaustion, he slumped onto the back of the massive man-eating shark. The exertion from using the relic had drained him, leaving his body cold and his mind weary. Violet, who had been closely supporting Byron throughout this endeavor, sat down behind him, allowing him to rest against her more comfortably. It was an intimate moment, but not one of mere camaraderie; rather, Violet felt a deep, almost instinctual sense of protection, as though Byron, despite being three years younger, was providing her shelter from the chaotic storm they were both trapped in.
Holding Byron's cold, trembling hand, Violet couldn't help but ask, her voice tinged with concern, "Is this relic something passed down in your family? Does using it require a significant price?"