Nancy trembled. Her eyes darted across the street, desperately searching for Tyson.
He was just there. Just steps away from her. He was smiling, walking toward her, his hand were outstretched as if reaching out to her but now...He was gone. Vanished.
A strange hum vibrated beneath her feet, haunting—like the very Earth was mourning alongside her. She took a staggering step forward, staring at the spot where he had just stood.
Where red petals now lay scattered and Crushed.
The bouquet had fallen to the ground, its stems broken, its blooms bruised—as if the universe had reached down and interrupted their love story.
Cars came to a halt, drivers stepping out, confused by the sound echoing from beneath the surface.
The once-curious crowd dispersed, murmuring anxiously. And the two mysterious warriors—Ryzen and Ryuk—were gone, as if they were never there. Only scorched pavement remained.
