Eliana turned around and saw that it was Dylan.

“Dylan, how much have you been hiding from me?”

“Eliana, come down and let me explain. Don’t touch that thing.”

“What if I want to? Dylan, if you can do it, you might as well turn me into ashes!”

“Don’t…”

Dylan knew there was no time left. He lunged forward like a madman, pinning Eliana beneath him while activating the mechanism.

“What are you doing, Dylan?” Eliana felt as though she was being crushed, her hands scraped and bleeding.

“Eliana, don’t you understand what I told you? When I told you not to move, I meant it. If you don’t listen,...