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KABANATA CVII
Third Person's POV
Samantala, pagdating nila Zerta sa lugar ay bahagya silang napaatras dahil sa pwersang biglang tumama sa kanila. Ramdam nila ang pag-uga ng lupa at ang dagundong ng ingay mula sa labanan.
The sky was a sickly shade of violet, roiling with dark clouds that seemed to swirl with every blast of power from Weresfia. Lightning split the sky as though even nature itself recoiled from the destruction she was causing.
Nakatayo lamang si Weresfia sa gitna ng kaguluhang dulot ng kanyang kapangyarihan.
Her eyes glowed an eerie, unnatural yellow, her body moving with an unsettling grace as though she were no longer fully in control of her own actions.
The flames of destruction danced around her, cutting through the landscape like a blade through silk. Buildings, trees, and the very earth were being torn apart by the waves of light energy she wielded.
Sa kabilang banda ay matatanaw sila Greyson at ang natitirang miyembro ng dark coven. Bakas ang pagod sa mga mukha nito ngunit ang kanilang ekspresyon ay balot pa din ng alerto habang nakaantabay sa susunod na galaw ni Ufara.
Zerta's heart clenched as she felt the immense strain of trying to hold Crizelle, weakened and pale, on her feet. The young woman was still barely standing, but her determination was palpable. Her body trembled with every step, the toll of her injuries and exhaustion evident, but the fire in her eyes burned brighter than ever.
"Help me get close to her," Crizelle whispered weakly, her voice barely audible over the chaos.
Ramdam ni Zerta ang pagmamadali sa boses ni Crizelle. Mahina niya namang tinango ang ulo dito bago nag-isip ng plano kung paano sila makakalapit sa pwesto ni Everly.
Her magic flared as she channeled her power into a teleportation spell, the air around them warping as they phased into the heart of the destruction.
Nang sandaling makalapit sila dito—dalawang metro ang layo ay kaagad na bumaling ang tingin ni Everly sa kanila.
The ground shook again as her power surged. With a fierce cry, she unleashed a barrage of dark energy towards them, the air itself warping with the intensity of her attacks.
Mabilis na gumawa si Zerta ng barrier upang protektahan silang pareho mula doon. Kita niya kung paanong nag-umpisang magkaroon ng lamat ang barrier na kanyang ginawa dahil sa tindi ng pwersa mula kay Everly, ngunit pinilit niya pa ding magpatuloy.
Crizelle, her face pale and strained, looked up at her sister—her once-beloved sister who now stood at the center of their destruction.
"Everly! Do you hear me?!" iyak niyang sigaw dito, puno ng pagsusumamo ang kanyang ekspresyon. Sa kabila ng iniindang panghihina ay buo ang loob niyang iligtas ang kapatid sa paraang alam niya.
Her words echoed across the battlefield, and for a moment, there was a flicker in Weresfia's eyes—just a flicker—but it was enough.
Kaagad na bumilis ang tibok ng puso ni Crizelle ng makita iyon, sa kabila ng pagbigat ng kanyang paghinga ay nagpatuloy siya sa pagtawag dito.
"It's me, your sister! I know I did horrible things to you in the past, and I regret them every single day. But please, come back. I'm sorry! You hear me? I'm sorry! Please, I know you can fight this!" her voice is softer now but filled with desperate hope.
BINABASA MO ANG
MY CURSED MATE
WerewolfA cursed appearance. A shattered destiny. A truth that could rewrite history. In the shadowed lands of Grand Orleas, EVERLY is a living symbol of fear and loathing. Her disfigured visage mirrors the incurable disease wrought by warlocks-servants of...
