CHAPTER 82 DEAD OR NEVER

Declan's POV . "We don't have much choice, do we?" I muttered, the decision bitter on my tongue. Claire squeezed my hand, her eyes filled with a resolve, a serious resolve. "Then let's do this," she said, her voice firm. We just knew we did not like the options before us, but we are determined to survive and we need to save the old woman, and perhaps, unknowingly, the world itself. The question remained – what part of ourselves would we be willing to give up? Well, that was a hard pin to swallow. Claire looked at the woman and said ‘“ she's dying.” I gasped. The “savior woman” kept staring at us like she hadn't told us where and what to do. Well, of course, that was a hard pin to swallow. She tilted her head slightly. A look of perhaps approval on her face as it danced in her eyes for a brief moment. "Very well," she said, her voice low and almost reverent. "Step forward, both of you and place your hands on the tree's bark." We exchanged a hesitant glance, the weight of the