The transformation came like a long, heavy sigh.The bones retreated, the skin reformed, and my world returned to a human scale. My paws became bloodstained hands, and the metallic taste lingered in my mouth even after the fangs disappeared.I remained standing for a few seconds without moving, simply feeling my body relearn how to exist that way, as if every muscle needed permission to obey again. The adrenaline was still racing through my veins.I took a deep breath.The room had been reduced to a heap of glass, wood, and blood. A sight far worse and far more violent than when Iris and Onix had fought. I lowered my gaze again; before me, Roamur’s body lay motionless on the floor, his throat torn open, his eyes empty.I had killed my parents’ executioner. I had completed my vengeance.At least that part of it.Slowly, I raised my face toward the two-way mirror.On the other side stood my tormentor, the one who had to pay not only for the sins carried in his blood, but for those commi
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