Relic of the Future: Chapter 87

Amber gasped. Her eyes snapped open, body lurching as what looked like a ghostly spectre of herself slipped free of her body, drawn and connected to his hand as it drew back. It was as though there were two version of her face, one her natural one, eyes wide and struggling to breathe, and the other a pale blue outline that was being sucked out her body and into his hand.

The very air around them was freezing. Icicles crystallised on his face.

Her other hand came back around, planting against his chest and hurling him away with an explosion of wind. This time, he was less prepared and landed awkwardly, cursing as he rolled back up and onto his feet.

—Relic of the Future: Chapter 87