RECAP
Elisha tried to keep herself up but her eyesight was slowly fading. I can’t be dying.
“Die!” Illia screamed as her hand wound around Elisha’s neck, strangling her and cutting her air off while Elisha was fighting a futile fight as her strength was seeping out of her chest wound.
A burst of electricity on her arm snapped open Elisha’s eyes and Thallan’s shocked visage greeted her. I guess I'm still lucky enough to see you before I die.
Soleil.. whoever you are forgive me if I'm not be able to wait for you..
Thallan..
Thallan…
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Thallan stared in confusion when he found himself outside rather than inside of Elisha’s family mausoleum and his confusion turn to apprehension when he felt the foreboding emanating from the building.
He went to the entrance but walking towards the door feels more like walking on quick sand. This is definitely not Gabriel’s doing as the energy had a strong impression of danger and evil.
Triaru’s name immediately came to his mind and he hurried towards the entrance but he had to wade his way through the thick aura that surrounded the building before he could throw open the door and what he saw shocked his very core.
His senses was assaulted by everything; the scent of Elisha’s raw blood and of his Mate’s familiar scent, the sight of his Mate’s hands clasped tight around Elisha’s neck and the blood pouring from his Summoner’s chest, and the sound of Elisha frantic heartbeat and Illia’s harsh breathing.
“Illia!” He barked but before Illia could respond to him, he was at their side pulling Illia off from Elisha and catching the latter as she slid to the floor.
“I'm just defending myself.” Thallan heard his Mate’s quivering voice as she stood not far from where he was cradling his summoner.
Paying no attention to her, He searched for Elisha’s pulse and found it beating slower than he wanted, and the non-stop flow of blood bothered him the most. “El..”
“El..” He touched her pale cheek but received no reply, not even a flutter of her eyelids.
“El..”
“I'm sorry, Thallan. I didn’t mean to, I'm only wanted to talk to her but she attacked me. She burned me.” Illia declared fervently and showed her burned face to Thallan’s intense inspection.
He couldn’t decide whether to believe his Mate or not. He knew Elisha; she will never hurt anyone without provocation and she don’t even know how to use her latent ability.
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Demonic Spell II
SonstigesLife will never be the same. That's what Elisha's life had become the moment that her inquisitive nature made her open a mysterious book. A Demon along with strings of supernatural beings and whatever misfortunes they brought along with them came st...
