บท 108: Zorvax's Choice In The New World

The moment Ophelia materialized before him, the very air around Zorvax seemed to shift. The shock that registered on his face was stark, a clear departure from his usual unflappable demeanor. His eyes, typically a well of stoic resolve, now widened in disbelief, reflecting the turmoil of emotions swirling within him. Here was Ophelia, alive, breathing – a sight he had thought forever lost to the realm of impossibility.

Ophelia, equally stunned, stood motionless as she took in her surroundings and the figure before her. Her eyes, usually calm and composed, were now pools of confusion and amazement. She blinked, as if to ensure the vision before her was not a trick of her mind. "I... didn't I die?" she uttered, her voice quivering, betraying her inner turmoil. The words hung in the air, heavy with the weight of her disbelief. "Why... how am I here?"