As the sea water's cleansing power continued to wash over the conch shell, its dark magic began to weaken further, causing the scales on their friends' bodies to crack and break apart like fragile eggshells. With each shattering of the scales, agonized screams echoed across the island, filling the night air with a cacophony of pain and torment.
Among them, Lucy, Stella, Emma, Zoey, and Layla were the ones who seemed to be suffering the most, their bodies wracked with unbearable agony as the sea water's cleansing touch tore through the darkness that had ensnared them. Their screams reverberated through the night, echoing off the trees and cliffs of the island, a haunting symphony of pain and despair.
For Sophie and Natalie, the sight and sound of their friends' suffering was both heartbreaking and vindicating. It was a stark reminder of the true cost of the conch shell's dark magic, and a testament to the strength and resilience of those who had fought so bravely to overcome it.
