Depression Plutus (Curse #4)

CHAPTER 73 Chaos

THIRD PERSON POV

Ottilie’s scream tore through the room like a knife. It was raw, agonizing, a sound that sent chills down the spines of everyone who heard it. She collapsed onto the cold marble floor, clutching her chest as if trying to hold herself together, but it was slipping, the bond was slipping away.

Sa bilis ng galaw ni Yophiel, agad nitong naibangon si Ottilie na ngayon ay mas lalong namimilipit na sa sakit. "What’s happening? What’s wrong?!" His voice shook with panic.

"T-The bond..." she gasped, her voice tight with pain.

Satan immediately went to check Plutus's pulse. "This is bad. His pulse is dropping," he muttered.

"What do we do?" Lotan's hands clenched at his side. "They're both falling apart!"

Ottilie gasped, her nails digging into her arms as she trembled violently. "I-It hurts," she sobbed. "P-Plutus—" Another scream ripped from her throat, her body shaking as if something invisible was tearing her apart.

"They'll both fucking die if we don't do something!" Asha shouted. "If the last thread of their bond snaps, then it's over!"

Sa kabila ng pagpapanic nila, pinilit ni Ottilie na kunin ang atensyon ni Yophiel na mahigpit na naka-akap sa kan'ya. "K-Kuya..."

Yophiel lowered his head when he heard Ottilie, "Ottilie, save your energy, we will try to do something."

Ottilie managed to shake her head as she said, "D-dalhin mo ako sa tabi ni Plutus, please..."

Yophiel exhaled sharply. "Damn it!" Without another word, she scooped her up in his arms, cradling her tightly against his chest, and then carefully placed her beside Plutus.who's still unconscious.

"G-give me a knife, p-please," nanghihinang turan nito sa kanila.

"What?! What are you planning?" Praipus asked with disbelief.

Ottilie's body shuddered violently, but she managed to calm herself. "I'll be doing a ritual... s-susubukan kong hanapin si Plutus sa panaginip nito," saglit itong napahinto ng maramdaman ang matinding pagkahilo.

"I don't think that's a good idea," Satan said with hesitation.

Yophiel gently patted Ottilie's shoulder. "How will you do it?" He asked seriously.

Ottilie took a deep, shaky breath before answering, "I'll give him my blood. Once I lose consciousness, my soul will follow our bond and search for Plutus and wake him up." Her voice was weak, strained with pain, and as soon as she finished speaking, a violent cough wracked her body, leaving her gasping for air.

"No, this is a suicidal attempt," Asha said firmly. "What if you never return?"

Even though her body was in pain, Ottilie gave a small smile. "It's okay," she said softly. "If Plutus wakes up and I’m still unconscious, just tell him to call my name... I’ll find my way back to him."

Silence fell over the room. The cursed brothers’ expressions were grim, their opposition to Ottilie's plan was evident in their tense faces. But as time passed, Ottilie grew more desperate. Tears ran down her cheeks as she held Plutus’ cold hand tightly. Her voice shook as she pleaded, "Please... I have to do this."

"Here."

Ottilie looked up and saw Riff holding out a small dagger to her.

"Riff! What do you think you're doing?!" Satan yelled.

Riff carefully placed the dagger in Ottilie's hand before turning to face the five furious brothers. "I trust Ottilie," he said firmly. "I know she'll bring Boss back. After all, she's my Boss Witch."