Semua Bab Soul Lovers: Bab 131 - Bab 136

"ONLY IN TOTAL DARKNESS DOES TRUE FORM REVEAL ITSELF." — Silver-maned Beast Being Proverb---The eclipse glowed.Inside the cave, its light bled like a wound across the stone—diluted, unnatural, as if the moon had been swallowed and was struggling to breathe. Shadows bent at crooked angles. The cavernous walls flickered with silver pulses, and crystals embedded in the rock trembled faintly, echoing a pulse that wasn’t their own. Pools of ancient water mirrored the half-lit sky, rippling with the breath of something watching.Blotted out—not like the eye of a god, but like the soul of a star turning away. A celestial truth folding inward. As if the universe itself dared not watch what came next.And in that vast, holy shadow, Sniffia arched.Not in pain. In release.No scream tore from her lips—only a deep, slow exhale, like the sigh of a forgotten forest awakening after a thousand winters. Her limbs trembled, not with fear, but surrender. Lines of light splintered across her skin, gl

Lashing tendrils of animated vines erupted from the earth like serpents of wrath, tearing toward the four warriors in a savage onslaught. Peirce reacted instantly—his muddy feet spun mid-air as he flipped over a twisting stalk, barely missing a slash aimed for his gut. His sweat-slicked body glinted under the canopy light as he landed with a low skid, eyes sharp, breath steady.Beside him, Sniffia let out a hiss, her venom-yellow eyes narrowing. With a savage whirl, she lunged—her claws slicing through the living vines in rapid succession. Their screeches were almost sentient, echoing like shrieks of the forest itself. The air shimmered around her; she moved with uncanny speed, darting, twisting, her form fluid like wind and fire.Node danced between them, his twin blades flashing in synchronized arcs. One blade parried a vine aimed for his thigh; the other dismembered a spiked tip headed for his neck. His expression was calm but his footing precise, never overextending—he was the qui

A trembling breath escaped Peirce’s lips as he sank to his knees, the weight of the fight pressing hard on his shoulders. His eyes flicked across the torn-up ground, still smoldering with dying embers, before settling on Node. “How…?” His voice cracked, raw with disbelief.Node staggered backward and fell onto his backside, one hand gripping the bloodied blade tight enough for his knuckles to whiten, the other pressed firmly to the torn, bloodstained fabric over his chest. Though the bleeding had stopped, the wound gaped—a raw, ugly reminder of the fight. He winced, but a crooked, defiant smile tugged at his lips.“Come on,” he panted, shifting painfully as he balanced the bloodied blade across his lap. Fresh red droplets fell onto the churned earth below. He winced, pressing his free hand hard to the sticky fabric over his chest. “A guy like me, fighting alongside the two of you? I needed something to even the field.” His voice cracked, but a flicker of pride lit his eyes. “That’s t