Chapter 116
A small pond, with lush grass on its edge. Eliza sat by the pond, several purple daisies basking in the sunlight at her feet.
Not far away, a figure was strolling towards her, the atmosphere relaxed and warm. She got up curiously, looking towards the direction of the approaching person, trying to get a clear look at the newcomer's face. However, a thick white mist suddenly started to spread, blurring everything.
The fog grew denser, pouring into her eyes, nose, mouth, and ears. Her eyes were stinging, her ears ringing, and she was struggling to breathe...
Fear surged within her as she waved her hands frantically, trying to dispel the thick fog. Unbelievably, the fog whipped up and tossed her into the mid-air, and then mercilessly hurled her into the small pond.
The water was icy cold, dragging Eliza downward in the dead of winter. No matter how deep she sank, she never reached the bottom, a sense of despair, pain, and terror enveloped her...
"Cold Peacock!”
Eliza cried softly, subconsc

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