All Chapters of Realm of Power: Werewolf vs Vampire : Chapter 111 - Chapter 115

Scott POV The explosion that shattered my restraints still echoed through the collapsing chamber as smoke rolled across the floor. The benchedstone that had been burning my veins moments ago now buried the rubble.I stepped out, flames flickering along my arms like living serpents. The heat coiled around my fists, rising with every breath.And there he was.Drazhan.Standing among guards, looking for the first time since his betrayal afraid.Good.My voice came out low, steady, dangerous.“Drazhan… I’m going to keep my promise.”He swallowed. Just a flicker. But I saw it.The guards panicked before he could respond.“OPEN FIRE!”The electric bullets struck my chest and shoulders, bursting into crackling arcs of blue lightning. My body jerked slightly from impact, but pain? None. The electricity fizzled against my skin like cheap static.I exhaled through my nose.“Electric attacks don’t work on me.”I snapped my fingers.Instant frost crawled across every weapon in the room 5urning g

Julianna POVI ran through the corridors as fast as I could, boots slapping against steel floors. After separating from Lila, I forced myself deeper into the Purity Organization’s underground maze, opening every door I passed. Most rooms were empty abandoned labs, drained cells, piles of broken equipment but I didn’t stop.Someone had to shut this place down. Someone had to release everyone trapped inside.It had to be me.My lungs burned, but I kept going.Then I reached one of the deeper levels… and froze.The entire room looked like it had been flash-frozen mid-explosion. Frost covered every surface. Shattered ice hung from the ceiling like deadly icicles. Cracks spiderwebbed across the floor, glowing faintly with leftover magic.“What happened here…?” I whispered.Before I could take a step, a blast of mana surged toward me fast, sharp, deadly.My heart lurched—But a shadow moved first.A wall of solid ice rose in front of me and the blast smashed into it, exploding in a shower o

Julianna POVAfter the battle with Purity, the High Council paid the school a visit. We were escorted to the ancient meeting hall.You could feel it in the air—the weight of centuries pressing down on your chest, the kind of pressure that reminded you how small you were in the grand order of things. The stone walls curved upward into shadows, etched with ancient runes that glowed faintly blue, reacting to the presence of magic. At the center of the room rose a semicircle of thrones carved from crystal and obsidian.The High Council.Nine of the most powerful beings in the supernatural realm—yet only three figures sat before us: Lord Aaethon, Magnus Greyfang, and Queen Elenara. Their faces were calm and unreadable, their eyes glowing faintly with power restrained by discipline rather than force. They were not angry.They were not kind.They were evaluating us.“Good to see you again, Julianna,” Queen Elenara said softly.“Good to see you too,” I replied. “So… you’re a council member no