Chapter 67 - The Weight Of The Pact

• Alina
• Silence hangs over the Rift, heavy and oppressive. The Guardian has disappeared, leaving behind him a shadow that slowly dissolves in the air. The golden light that enveloped Damon and me has faded, but the warmth it left in my body is still there, pulsing under my skin like an ember that's hard to extinguish.
• Damon is still in front of me, short of breath, his chest rising at a rapid pace. He turns his head slowly towards me, his golden eyes burning in the darkness.