Do not deprive me of

The air in the corridor was heavy with damp, cold air. Two shadows stirred up a gust of icy wind.,The visions in their eyes were constantly shifting, sometimes transforming into a hell that consumed them, and other times becoming beautiful scenery that beguiled their minds.,Antanas' fingertips flickered with pale blue light, constructing a transparent barrier that enveloped her and Sinola, deflecting the celestial disasters of the illusion one by one.。