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Chapter 80. Deadly, Powerful Beam
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At this point in time, I suddenly lose control of myself, and I feel a very strong, dark, vibrating force that takes perfect control all over my body.The next thing I see at first is complete, total darkness, and then within a few minutes, I finally begin to observe my surroundings, but everything is not the usual normal color of the human eye which I can perceive.All I can make out is complete, thick red all over me, and I can behold the organs of all the witches and wizards standing in front of me."Oh great, something is about to get freakish right now."Damon's POVThe fear that is rocking through my senses is severe as I grip tightly against the jaw of the angry-looking dog in front of me. I twist its neck, rendering it completely lifeless before tossing it aside.Then I turn my head to behold Serena far away, being surrounded by the cloaked figures, stretching their hands toward her as if about to cast a spell o
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Serena's POVI remain against the ground, crawling backward as the wizard begins to move closer towards me, extending his hand and resuming the dangerous sorcery he was about to perform against me.But he is unable to complete that when we hear a very loud growl coming from behind him.Both of us turn our heads to behold a bizarre-looking wolf that jumps against him, gripping tightly against his neck and swinging him toward another direction.Good goddess, that is Damon's full wolf self, and it takes me completely off guard to behold how huge and gigantic and extremely terrifying he looks right now.I continue to step backward, observing the battle between Damon and the wizard when another presence catches my attention.I quickly look up to behold the other witches and wizards whom we had neglected all this while, slowly moving towards me with an urgency."Let's take this chance. We can't perform the ritual he
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Fear takes over my entire spirit, so intense that I turn my head to look at him. Damon looks excessively determined not to let me go, staring at the demonic-looking wizard standing before them. He seems to shine brightly all over his figure.Damon holds me tightly, and I continue to look at him with shock and admiration at how willing he is to protect me, even in the face of this dreadful experience."I am so sorry, but it is going to take more than a silly threat to get what you want," he replies, and I watch as the fellow chuckles, his head shaking before his eyelids close intensely. He opens them again."I really do not want things to go the hard way, Damon," he says. "Like I said, I respect your dynasty, and I do not want you to do anything that will come between the business of the House of Van Allen. So please, just respect yourself and step out of our business.""Okay, fine. I'm going to step out of your business if you can just tell me one thing," Damon says as the wizard gla
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Damon shakes his head with determination and extends his hands, pulling me back a step, slowly backing away as the wizard glares, a strange, particularly green light flashing endlessly in his irises."We are offering you a last chance, Damon," the wizard speaks, and Damon shakes his head, chuckling as he throws his head back, laughing slightly."This is the third time you have said you are offering me a last chance. How many last chances do you feel you need to keep offering me in order to make it known to you that there is nothing that will make me let her go, and I am not leaving her in your wicked hands for you to deal with anyhow you wish.""This is not your affair to meddle with, Damon. This is totally beyond you, and you have no idea what you are doing. You don't know what she is, you don't know what she is capable of. She needs to be taken under our wing so that we can handle her to the best of our ability.""Okay, then why don't you be a wise wizard and tell me why the hell sh
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The entire atmosphere is darkened by an extremely powerful range of energy that seems to be tearing through every single veil so present in the entire scenario. Tension in the air makes Serena's body begin to tremble, and she feels the extreme energy moving through her veins while she tries to create a balance within herself so she doesn't lose control. She clenches her fists tight, feeling her heart palpitating extremely fast without control in her chest as the witches and wizards draw closer and closer. The strange dark energy hovering all over their bodies makes the entire situation much more difficult for her to comprehend as her lips tremble and her hands begin to shake without control. Damon turns quickly and looks at her with worry in his expression. He moves closer to her and takes hold of her hand, gripping tightly against her palm as he gazes ahead of him, keeping his own attention on the dangerous individuals coming closer towards them. "Calm down, Serena, okay? Just r
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"You are outnumbered, Damon, and at this point in time, if you feel you still have the audacity to refuse our request, I'm just going to take you as a very big fool that doesn't know what he is doing. So please be kind enough to hand the girl over to us right now so we can spare you, and then we would be on our way," the leader says with menace.At this point in time, both Serena and Damon begin to tremble visibly before the dangerous looking individuals. Serena is expecting that Damon would finally let go of her due to the strange amount of vibration she could feel from his body, but his next action completely takes her off guard.He grips tighter against her hand and pulls her closer to himself with his arms tight around her waist. She looks up, partly with shock and disbelief, as he turns his head to look back at the fellow standing a few meters away."Do your worst," he says, and Serena's eyes look as if they are about to pop out of their sockets.*Is this guy so crazy or foolish?
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The trembling of her heart becomes even more dangerous, as though an earthquake and tornado have taken residence in her chest.She watches as the blood washes out of Damon's wolf stomach, becoming too much to bear.Damon grips tightly against the witch's hand and tries to pull her so he can end her life instantly, but another wizard takes advantage of the situation and strikes his weapon straight into Damon's back, sending him screaming loudly with his wolf howl deep into the night as the pain continues to tear through his muscles.Serena finds herself whispering, "Damon," to herself as a very sharp, searing pain begins to move through her body, forcing her to clench her fist tightly."Let him go!" she screams out with her voice as she finally gets up from the ground and begins to make her way towards him to stop the witches and wizards from continuing their assault on him.But a very strong, muscular, manly hand takes hold of her neck from behind, stopping her from making her move."
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I tilt my head to look at the Wizard hovering above me without demonic light in his eyes as he chuckles and leans over me. I am shaking my head and struggling to lift a bone, but it is just practically impossible, and this futile attempt forces him to laugh out loud with his voice coming out so brutal and demonic in ways it makes my spine shiver.I bite down hard against my bottom lip and glare at him. "You wouldn't dare," I tell him, but he only chuckles and winks at me before slowly tilting his head to look somewhere else, and I follow his gaze.I turn to look at Serena struggling with another able-bodied wizard a few meters away, and from how violent she is, I can tell that she's extremely furious and really wants to get to me right now.She is probably feeling the pain I am feeling, and she can no longer contain it and wants to do everything she can to break me free from this, but I don't really know how this is possible because we are totally outnumbered, and she doesn't look lik
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