Chapter 130 The Fracture Point

　　Raymond’s breath was ragged as he carried Caitlyn back into the sanctum, her body limp in his arms, a silent weight that he refused to let go. Her skin burned with unnatural heat, far hotter than any fever should have made her. He could feel it through the fabric of his clothes, the heat radiating off her like a furnace, an overwhelming force he couldn’t control. 　　Her eyes flickered between moonlight and blood-red, the glow shifting with every heartbeat, as though the very essence of her was being pulled between two worlds—two wills. His heart twisted with every step he took, the unbearable fear clutching his chest. 　　“Caitlyn…” he murmured, his voice breaking. But she did not respond. Her lips moved silently, words he couldn’t hear, and for a moment, he thought she might be lost to him forever. 　　When they reached the center of the sanctum, he gently laid her down, his hands trembling as he smoothed her hair back. But even in this stillness, he could feel it—her energy was differen