The flames roared louder with each second, consuming everything Racheal had called home.
But her only thought was Rin.
She didn't hesitate—she burst through the smoke-filled doorway, arms shielding her face as the heat clawed at her skin.
The crackle of burning wood, the crashing of debris, and the suffocating weight of smoke pressed against her from all sides. Still, she pushed forward.
'Please be okay… please be okay… '
She chanted internally.
She'd left for just a short while.
Who would do this? Who would set fire to their house and endanger her innocent little brother?
She never caused anyone trouble, never crossed the line. All she did was practice her ruins, tucked away quietly like a shadow.
And then she remembered.
People had always whispered behind her back.
Telling her to stop, to quit playing with magic she wasn't meant to wield.
"You're not an academy student.""What if something explodes?""You'll bring disaster down on us all."
