MY CURSED MATE

I Trap in an Illusion I

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KABANATA CV

Third Person's POV

In the dark palace, a sinister atmosphere hung heavy in the air. The grand chamber where the resurrection ritual was taking place glowed faintly with an unnatural light, the walls adorned with symbols etched in blood and runes of ancient power.

At the center of the chamber lay a ceremonial altar, carved from obsidian and veined with pulsating crimson energy. The coven, cloaked in shadowy robes, chanted in unison, their voices echoing in a low, rhythmic hum that seemed to rattle the very air.

Candles flickered as if caught in an otherworldly breeze, and the dark magic in the room grew thicker with every passing second. At the head of the altar, Lord Casfir raised a staff adorned with a black crystal, channeling energy from the coven's collective power.

Slowly, the shape of Ufara began to manifest above the altar, her ethereal form twisting and solidifying. Her crimson eyes flared open, and her presence exuded raw, terrifying energy. The coven fell silent as she descended gracefully, now fully embodied.

A murmur rippled through the gathering as Ufara surveyed her followers with an icy gaze.

"The time has come," she said, her voice a mixture of silk and venom.

The dark palace trembled as the coven erupted into cheers, eager to follow their high priestess into battle.

Without hesitation, Ufara turned toward her generals, issuing orders to mobilize their forces.

Ang unang target nila ay ang West forest—damay na din ang mga maliliit na packs na nakapalibot doon.

This their first move that would send a chilling message to the rest of Grand Orleas.

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As dawn broke over the west forest's plain lands, Greyson stood at the forefront of his forces, his silhouette stark against the rising sun. The open field stretched wide and flat, bordered by the dense trees of the west forest.

Sa likod nito ay ang libo-libong pinagsamang pwersa ng bawat pack–suot ang kani-kanilang kalasag habang mahigpit na hawak ang kani-kanilang mga sandata.

The atmosphere was tense but resolute, their preparations over and the moment of truth upon them.

Nabalot ng talim ang mata ni Greyson habang inoobserbahan ang kabuuan ng lugar, sinusubukang alamin kung saan manggagaling ang pwersa ng dark coven.

The first screeches pierced the air, unnatural and bone-chilling.

From the edge of the forest, dark figures began to emerge—grotesque monsters, their twisted forms a product of the dark coven's creations. The creatures moved like a wave of nightmares, their glowing eyes locked on Greyson's forces.

"Hold your positions!" Greyson bellowed, his voice commanding and steady.

Mabilis na pumunta sa kani-kanilang pwesto ang bawat grupo. Sa likod ay naroon si alpha Tobias upang magbigay hudyat sa mga ito upang umatake din.