John realized there is no way to contact phoenix. He became desperate. He looked around to ask for help but there was no one. He sat beside his mother and looked at her. As John sat beside his mother, a profound sense of helplessness washed over him, enveloping him in a suffocating embrace. In the silence of the underground chamber, the weight of his despair felt almost tangible, a heavy burden that threatened to crush him beneath its oppressive presence.
Gazing upon Veronica's still form, John felt a surge of anguish well up within him, a torrent of emotions that threatened to overwhelm his fragile resolve. The sight of her lying there, so pale and lifeless, filled him with a deep sense of sorrow and regret, aching with the knowledge that he was powerless to save her.