“Dusha moya,” the whisper came like a delicious melody, and the dead sparks of her soul were instantly awakened.

Her heart kick-started to life, and her withering mind received instant watering. She was bubbling with joy, her feet lifting from the ground.

She’s wearing only thick socks on her feet, but despite that, the cold was seeping inside her skin as she started taking slow steps forward.

Where the energy to walk came from, she had no idea, but she just knew she was walking.

The remaining guards behind her began shooting at Enzo, and he returned the favor, shooting back to back.

Tessa acted oblivious to the gunshots. She...