MY CURSED MATE

| Lukariah's blood origin |

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KABANATA LXXVII

Third Person's POV

Ufara leaned closer to Weresfia, her voice low and venomous. "Do you feel it, Weresfia? The power coursing through me. It is limitless—something you will never be able to match." Lumapit pa siya, her lips almost brushing Weresfia's ear.

"And the best part? This power was born from your failures, your arrogance. Everything happening now is because of you."

Nanginginig ang katawan ni Weresfia habang lalong humihigpit ang mahika ni Ufara. The dark energy slithered through her mind like a living serpent, coiling around every thought and crushing every attempt at resistance.

Isang sigaw ang kumawala sa kanyang labi, puno ng sakit, galit, at kawalan ng magawa.

"Yes, scream for me," Ufara taunted, her laughter echoing like a funeral bell. "This is what losing feels like, Weresfia. To have everything taken from you. To become powerless."

Habol ang kanyang paghinga, napayuko si Weresfia. Sa loob ng kanyang isipan ay tila isang napakalakas na bagyo ang nagaganap.

She desperately fought the invisible chains tightening around her consciousness, cursing herself for underestimating Ufara and walking straight into her trap.

"Now," Ufara whispered, a sinister smile spreading across her dark lips. "Let us show them what happens when they place their faith in a false savior."

Iniangat nito ang kamay sa ibabaw ng ulo ni Weresfia, weaving a spell that glimmered like black fire. "First, blow this entire place to pieces," she murmured beside her ear.

Kusang gumalaw ang katawan ni Weresfia kahit buong lakas niyang tinututulan ang utos na iyon. Her hand slowly rose, gathering a massive concentration of power within her palm.

Nanlaki ang kanyang mga mata sa takot. "No... no!" sigaw niya sa loob ng kanyang isip.

Then the energy erupted.

A devastating blast tore through the area, reducing buildings to rubble and sending a violent shockwave across the surrounding streets. The screams of countless creatures filled the air before abruptly falling silent.

Nang unti-unting humupa ang usok, tumambad ang kalunos-lunos na sinapit ng Central Mansion. Halos wala nang natitirang maayos na bahagi nito. Broken walls and shattered stones covered the ground, mixed with the bloodied bodies of those who had been inside.

"Perfect!" Ufara exclaimed, clapping mockingly as she admired the destruction.

Samantala, nakatitig lamang si Weresfia sa harapan, her eyes overflowing with tears. Sa loob niya ay unti-unting nadurog ang kanyang puso. She could feel the lives she had taken, their fear and suffering lingering around her like accusing ghosts.

Para siyang sinasakal ng sariling konsensya. The realization that her hands had destroyed the very people she was sworn to protect became heavier than any physical chain.

Ufara crouched before her, eyes gleaming with cruel satisfaction. "Shall we move somewhere else, my dear? There is so much more fun to have. So many more lives to destroy."

Nanginginig ang mga labi ni Weresfia. "Stop... please," she begged silently, her voice trapped inside her own mind.

Ufara tilted her head, studying the tears running down Weresfia's cheeks. "Oh, do not look so sad." She brushed a strand of silver hair away from her face. "This is only the beginning. I have countless plans for us, Weresfia. Wonderful ways to make you suffer."