บททั้งหมดของ SHADOWED SALVATION: บทที่ 91 - บทที่ 100

🥀 MELONIE'S POV 🥀As I wrapped my arms around Alastor, a sense of warmth and comfort washed over me. His arms enveloped me in return, holding me close as we stood there, swaying gently to the rhythm of our own beating hearts.The warmth of his body seeped into mine, chasing away any chill or tension that may have been lingering. I felt my muscles relax, my breath slow, and my mind quiet as I surrendered to the safety and security of his embrace.His chest rose and fell with each breath, and I felt my breathing synchronize with his as if our hearts were beating as one. The warmth of his skin radiated through his clothing, and I could feel the gentle pressure of his fingers wrapped around my back, holding me close.“I was searching for you when I came in, where were you?” I asked calmly.“I was out,” he responded.I smiled warmly, “Doing what?”“Killing,” he blurted out.I pulled away and he looked at me with innocent eyes that said, “What did I do?”“Do you have Ashera?” I asked, cha

🥀 OTHELLO'S POV 🥀We sat down to sharpen swords, myself and Bruno.We agreed not to talk for an hour, sitting miles from each other, working.We were just twenty minutes down. I glanced at Bruno and noticed he was staring at me.“What are you doing? You should be working,” I pointed out.Bruno inhaled sharply, “This won't do, I'll move closer.”I blinked innocently, “Coming closer to where? We agreed not to talk to each other or come close to each other for an hour, what are you doing? Let's focus, you are distracting me.”“Just a little closer,” he muttered, pouting.He stood up from where he was sitting, walking towards me.I stood up, “Stay right there.”He shook his head and started walking even closer.With a smile on my face, I took two steps back, three steps and then I started running from Bruno.He took that as a hint and started running after me, “Why are you running?”“We promised to focus for an hour,” I yelled back and increased my pace.Giggles, chuckles and loud laugh

🥀 MELONIE'S POV 🥀I couldn't believe I was fighting my own mother, but she didn't hesitate either.She had a smirk on her face that said, “Bring it on.”Her attacks and defences made me realise she was indeed ready to kill me.“Are you really my mother?” I couldn't help but ask in the middle of the fight.She smiled, “Unfortunately, yes. I'm the thing that gave birth to you.”I bit my lower lips as I fought back the tears that were threatening to leak.She took that as an opportunity to strike and sliced my right arm open with her claws.“Arrgg,” I winced in pain, “Mother, why? I thought about a thousand ways meeting you would be… but I never thought about a fight.”“Well, I did,” she retorted, “I couldn't get my mind off meeting you and killing you.”I looked at Alastor. The pain in my arm affected him and got his attention. “Melonie, you are hurt,” he yelled.“You mean We,” I whispered, biting my lip.Warrick also took that as an advantage and struck Alastor hard in the gut.I yel

🥀 MELONIE'S POV 🥀It was a quiet, gloomy morning. It was like we were mourning something we had yet to lose.Arwan stood in front, “I'm sure every one of us is aware of the gravity of this fight. We may lose someone we love, but I really hope we don't lose anyone precious to us… again.”I glanced around: Bruno held Othello's hand tightly, Clara held Arlo's, Dracula stared at Lavanya, Alpha Vargus stared into the void, and Arwan stared at me.“All our lives, we have always been fighting. At some point, I wished for peace, but we never got what we wished for. Once this fight is over, everything should be back to the way it used to be, and I hope every one of us will be here to experience that peace that we have all wanted,” Arwan announced. “I can see the fear no matter how hard you all are trying to hide it, I understand… we are fighting something very powerful, but we are stronger together.”“We are ready to stand and fight Arwan,” Bruno declared.“I'm not ready,” Clara whispered, “

🥀 MELONIE’S POV 🥀Beaten, battered, wounded, half dead, that was the condition of everyone fighting the demons that refused to die or reduce, the harder they fought, the more complicated things got.Alastor froze in one spot as Arwan snatched Ashera from him, and I stood there, devastated.Everywhere went dark, and the loud sound of thunder pierced the realm.The moon cast its silvery glow over the realm, and Arwan stood at the centre of it all.As the dark clouds gathered, a faint whisper of wind began to stir around him. The air was alive with electricity, and the wind howled with a voice that was both fierce and beautiful. It whipped his hair into a frenzy; his clothes were torn and buffeted, threatening to rip from his body at any moment.Suddenly, a brilliant flash of lightning illuminated the sky, the sound that followed was like nothing else in nature, another deafening, earth-shaking crash of thunder that seemed to shake the very foundations of the earth.Arwan’s body began