Chapter 363 How Disappointing

The sterile air of the operating room hung heavy, as if it had swallowed every breath. I stood over Richard, the witch's stone clutched tightly in my hand, its weight pressing down on me. It felt as though the very fate of the Eclipse Pack rested on its smooth surface. Dr. Williamson approached, his steps measured, offering a wordless help. I nodded, letting him place the stone carefully on Richard's chest.