Adelina's brown eyes went wide and just stared at the body of her son. Her breathing seemed to stop, as well as her heart. Her sword disappeared and, upon the realization that Alexander Jenson, her own son, had been killed by her own hand.
She had come to save him... and yet she had murdered him...
Falling to her knees, her powers were definitely going out of control. The ice was forming into spikes and it seemed like snow clouds were forming outside. One thing was certain, though; all those spikes, all the streams — they were aimed at Sidaj.
The fact that she had killed her own child was causing her absolute pain. Though she was alive on the outside, Adelina was officially dead on the inside. The baby had depended on her... and she hadn't done a thing to save it. If anything, she had only helped Alexander to his end.
She looked down and hugged herself as she cried, not bothering to pay attention to her surroundings in the slightest.