finally, she found cassian but the joy was brief. cassianâs face was cold as he approached her. unlike the hallucinations she saw a while ago, he was as hardened as a person who seemed to have had nothing to do with emotions except contempt.
âcassian?â
was this also her hallucination? yernia is starting to get confused.
âyernia.â cassianâs voice trembled as he spoke. âwhy are you⦠alive?â
âwhat?â
âthat canât be true.â
what was he talking about? was the person in front of her really cassian? if it was a hallucination, yernia had to break it. if it was real, cassian must be out of his senses. cassian must have had a hallucination as she did.
âif youâre really cassian, you must not have turned into a rogue yet.â
a rogue esper couldnât stay sane once his brain was ruined. no matter how good his ability was, he would no longer be human once he ran out of control. a rogue esper would also lose his ability to communicate with humans. he would no longer understand language before they eventually died.
she was nervous that she wouldnât be able to communicate with cassian, but he still seemed to understand her so it might not be too late. no, it wouldnât be too late. it had to be.
âcassian, what are you talking about? why would i die?â
âbecause i killed you.â
âwhat?â
âi killed you.â
cassian, who seemed unable to escape from the hallucination, looked distressed. his jaw was tense as he clenched his teeth. yernia was flustered at his statement. she couldnât even guess what kind of hallucination he saw. why the hell would he kill her?
âiâm not dead. itâs a hallucination.â
âyou donât hate me. thereâs no way you hate me.â he mumbled, narrowing the gap between them as if he could not hear her voice.
he didnât look like he was out of his mind even though he didnât go on a rampage. on the other hand, yernia also approached cassian but then he stopped walking toward her so she did the same. somehow, she had a strong feeling that she shouldnât get closer.
âwhy are you doing this to me?â he asked huskily.
âi donât know what you saw, but iâm alive and well. iâm the real yernia, cassian.â
âwhy do you keep bothering me by dying and coming back to life? why did you die right before my eyes?â
âcassian.â
âwhat am i supposed to do if i saw you die like that and told me that it didnât happen?â
cassian must have hallucinated about yerniaâs death. it appeared like he had witnessed her death over and over again to be able to say something like this. how many times had cassian believed that he was hallucinating when she was right there in front of him? it broke  yerniaâs heart.
âcassian, thatâsâ¦.â
âwhy did you make me attack you?â
before she could answer, a black figure threw yernia far away in the blink of an eye.
âah!â
yerniaâs body rolled on the snow-covered ground her scream echoing through the silent forest. because of that hard fall, rough stones had scratched her back and a burning pain had spread through her skin. cassianâs countenance, which was devoid of emotion until a while ago, cracked. his eyes widened in shock.
âit hurts, cassian. get a grip.â
cassian looked down at her, frozen. if he was a little closer, she would have held his hand, but he was standing too far. even if he didnât run wild, cassian was still dangerous. he didnât recognize her and he even used his power on her. if cassian wasnât stabilized here, the palace might take him away. she couldnât leave an esper, on the brink of becoming rogue, in the royal palace.
this incident might become his weakness as well.
âno, you canât.â
that alone must be prevented.
âlisten to me, cassian! everything youâve seen so far is just hallucinations. iâm the real yernia standing in front of you right now. iâm not dead!â
yernia chose to break through this head-on as she quickly got up. even if her body got torn and bloody, she was determined to take cassian with her. she couldnât leave him alone in this cold and dangerous place. no matter what, she had to guide him somehow. yernia dashed towards cassian and hugged him with all her might. unlike a while ago when he threw her out, cassian did nothing. both of them fell to the ground. perhaps, she had embraced him too hard.
âlook at me.â
cassian didnât lift a finger even though he would normally support yernia. even if his back hit the floor quite painfully, he didnât frown. cassian was as dazed as an emotionless man, his dark blue eyes staring at yernia. situated on top of cassian, yernia grabbed him by the cheek.
âlook at me, cassian.â
yernia felt desperate as she prevented him from looking away. he stared at her with trembling pupils, letting go of his strength. as the madness in his gaze slowly vanished, she said, Â âi am real.â
yernia was supposed to be dead. she died in front of him but he had no idea why or how it happened. obviously, he just followed the captured scout, but at some point, yernia appeared in front of him and literally died.
âcassian. i hate you.â