Cerulean Cape fire meet gasoline

Atausiq draws near, she leans slightly into him, finding comfort in him at this strange time. Yes, things were unfolding quite strangely...  Ying stared at her like she was a silver porcelain doll settled neatly on the shelf. All big blue eyes and pretty lifelessness. Huā made eye contact with her sister as Astaroth explained, each word striking through her heart like bullets, she breathed out her nostrils. Icy river? Not... not the same?? What happen to her? She cried out, pulling away from her fiance to stride closer to the ragdoll. Halting just feet away, gazing at the soulless woman and then back to Astaroth. What happen to her brain? Why... why she act like this? Her face became wet with tears; she shook her head with pain, eyes closed as the waterworks really began. Why she always have to go on danger adventures? She let out a heavy breath, watery gaze flickering back to Ying with a silence that spoke all the words she wanted to say.