MY CURSED MATE

I Crizelle's redemption I

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KABANATA CVI

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's limitless—one you'll never be able to match." She leaned in, her lips brushing against Weresfia's ear.

"But the best part? It's coming from your failures, your arrogance. All of this—everything happening right now—is because of you."

Weresfia's body shuddered as Ufara's manipulative magic tightened its hold. The high priestess's energy slithered through her mind like a snake, coiling around her thoughts, crushing her resistance.

Weresfia's scream tore through the room, filled with a mix of pain, frustration, and helplessness.

"Yes, scream for me," Ufara taunted, her laughter ringing out like the chime of a death knell.

"This is what it feels like to lose, Weresfia. To have everything taken from you. To be powerless."

Habol ang paghingang naiyukyok ni Weresfia ang ulo. Sa loob niya ay tila isang bagyo ang kasalukuyang nagaganap dahil sa pilit niyang pagkawala sa kontrol ni Ufara. Puno ng desperasyon siyang lumaban sa mahika nito na unti-unting lumilingkis sa kanyang isip.

Cursing herself for underestimating Ufara, for allowing herself to fall into this trap.

"Now," isang nakakakilabot na ngiti ang namutawi sa itim nitong labi.

"Let's show them what happens when they trust in a false savior." Her hand moved over Weresfia's head, weaving a spell that glimmered like black fire.

"First, blow this entire place to pieces," puno ng panghihimok na bulong nito sa kanyang tenga.

Kusang gumalaw ang katawan niya sa kabila ng pilit niyang pagtutol doon, unti-unting umangat ang kanyang kamay–kasabay niyon ang pagkalap ng kapangyarihan sa kanyang palad.

Her eyes widened in terror as she realized what was happening.

"No... no!" puno ng desperasyong sigaw niya sa kanyang isip.

With a surge of devastating energy, Weresfia unleashed a massive blast of raw power.

The entire area around her erupted in a violent explosion, the sheer force leveling everything in its wake. Buildings crumbled, screams filled the air, and countless lives were snuffed out in an instant.

Nang sandaling kumalma na ang usok sa paligid ay tumambad sa kanila ang kalunos lunos na sinapit ng central mansion. Halos wala ng natirang nakatayong parte doon. Nagkalat sa buong lugar ang wasak wasak na parte ng mansion maging ang duguang katawan ng mga nilalang na naroon ng mga sandaling iyon.

"Perfect!" she exclaimed, clapping her hands mockingly as she surveyed the area.

She turned her gaze back to Weresfia, whose tear-filled eyes stared blankly ahead.

Inside, Weresfia's heart broke. She could feel the lives she had taken, their pain and fear lingering in the air like ghosts.

Para siyang sinasakal ng konsensyang unti-unting pumupuno sa kanyang dibdib—ang katotohanang sarili niyang mga kamay ang may gawa niyon sa mga nilalang na dapat ay pinoprotektahan niya ay tila mas doble ang sikip sa kanyang dibdib.