Chapter 165: ROOTS OF A NEW BEGINNING

Xina felt as though something had shackled her to the ground, a crushing weight pressing on her chest. Pain surged through her body, rippling like waves, leaving her paralyzed. The torment held her still, incapable of movement, her breaths shallow and labored. She was going to die. Would she die here? Her son’s cries rang through the air, sharp and frantic, igniting a new terror within her. She wanted to soothe him, to reach out and cradle his fragile body, but her limbs refused to obey. Not once had she held him. She hadn't yet felt his warmth against her skin or traced her fingers over his tiny features. She didn’t even know the color of his eyes. Xina despised this helplessness. "No... please... my baby." Her voice cracked, raw with desperation. She hadn’t even given him a name. What would he be called? What would happen to him if she died here, alone and powerless? The runes surrounding her blazed with an ominous red glow, the result of Elsa’s blood spilling onto the earth. The