Chapter 442: The Door of Life and Death

**Thelma Zane’s POV:** As New Flow surged forward like a ravenous child, devouring the shimmering bubble, an icy chill seeped into my bones. I couldn’t discern whether this coldness emanated from the sinister power tinged with the scent of the sea or from within my own heart. The bubble thinned rapidly under New Flow's assault, and the gathered masses erupted into cheers, surging towards the city gate. Though the wall spanned forty meters wide, it seemed no more significant than a narrow crevice on a riverbank before the tens of thousands pressing against it. The sheer force of numbers would inevitably cause the dam to burst. The crowd pushed and shoved, packed like sardines in a can, with children wailing amidst the throng. Somewhere, a child had fallen, yet the surging crowd, oblivious or indifferent, trampled over the tiny figure. Frantic parents scrambled to rescue their child, their efforts only amplifying the child's cries of agony. The scene sparked heated arguments, drawing