Crystal clear

WINTER's POV

Rafael ignored me for a while, refusing to speak. I couldn't help but wonder if his silence was due to his anger over my presence. Yet, that was something I wouldn't apologize for. In fact, it should be me who was angry at him, not the other way around. He was redirecting all his anger towards me.

"What's our plan?" I mumbled, trying to start a conversation. The earlier tornado had obliterated everything, and I suspected the goddess had lent a hand in the destruction as well.

I distinctly remember being pulled into its powerful grip and pushed into Rafael. The tornado had slammed into him numerous times. It seemed like he should have suffered from serious injuries, maybe even broken bones, but astonishingly, he appeared unscathed, as if nothing had occurred.

While I couldn't say the same for myself, although I might not have any physical injury, I felt pain internally.

"You should be asking yourself that," Rafael responded. "After all, you caused this."

"I'm not referring