Todos os capítulos de Curse Of Tethys, Hellblades Series Part 3 of 3: Capítulo 111 - Capítulo 120

Uncle Eren’s POVI stood paralyzed as the air suddenly turned to ice. One second, Manolya was gasping in pure relief, the divine heat of the Ring of the Pyromancer finally returning color to her frozen cheeks.The next second, a shadow shifted.Aylin crept up from behind like a wraith.Before I could even open my mouth to warn her, she shoved Manolya roughly into the snow.My breath caught in my throat. Aylin violently straddled Manolya’s abdomen, pinning her arms completely above her head.A twisted, unnatural smile stretched her beautiful features into something entirely grotesque. It didn’t look like her. It didn’t feel like her.“What are you doing, Aylin? Let her go!” I barked, my voice cracking with a mix of stern confusion and sudden panic. “This isn’t funny!”I stepped forward, my hand twitching toward the hilt of my obsidian quartz blade.I wanted to drag her off my niece, to shake some sense into her. “Aylin, stop this right now!” I reprimanded her.“Pssft!”She scoffed, a s

Kayhan’s POVMeanwhile, in a secluded tomb high in the Dalyan cliffs, I sat completely alone.The Dalyan cliffs towered above the river, pale rock cut with rows of ancient tombs carved high into the mountain like hollow eyes staring down at the water.The kings of Kaunos had built them with slave labor centuries ago. According to legend, once the work was finished, hundreds of slaves were buried alive inside the cliffs.Kayhan looked out from the dark tomb entrance and let out a humorless laugh. “That’s fitting.” His eyes narrowed toward the water below. “A place built on greed and buried bodies.” He shook his head slowly. “Of course Tethys chose this for his lair.”I went back further into the demon’s lair.My hand tightly clasped around Aylin’s, my gaze fixed on her still body.She hovered in midair, her body suspended as if trapped between life and death.I had tried everything.Every single spell, every incantation, every ounce of power I possessed. I had poured it all out, desper

Tethy’s POVDown below, Maalek responded to the taunt with a swift, remarkably small firebolt.It looked completely pathetic compared to Zaahir’s inferno, but it served its true purpose perfectly. Maalek used the minor distraction to inch closer to the steep, rocky cliffside.Zaahir sneered, unleashing a massive, roaring fireball in retaliation.The searing heat forced Maalek to dive desperately to the side. The ground exploded violently where Maalek had stood a fraction of a second prior, sending sharp shards of molten rock flying through the smoke.Zaahir grinned wildly, the intoxicating rush of power surging through his veins blinding him to the geometry of the battlefield.“Is that all you have got, Maalek?” Zaahir taunted, his deep voice dripping with massive condescension. “You are absolutely no match for my flame. I will crush your core and reduce your very memory to cold ashes!”Maalek staggered slowly to his feet, deliberately brushing off the glowing debris with a heavy, lab

Manolya’s POVI could feel my pulse pounding in my ears, the weight of Tethys’ mocking presence pressing against me like a thick fog.My body was still shaking from the adrenaline, but I refused to let him see how badly he got to me.His gleaming smile, his slim, vulgar figure, he was a mockery of everything I had ever known, a creature built from darkness and perversion.His antics made my stomach churn, and I could barely hold my ground.But I would not allow him to win, not when so much was at stake.Not when Kayhan, Aylin, my father, and the very lives of all of those I cared about hung in the balance.“See, I knew you would get it!” Tethys purred, his lips curling as if savoring some unseen victory.The sound of his voice grated on my nerves.“A little blood, a little magic, and voila, your precious Aylin is mine now. Isn’t it beautiful?”I wanted to scream, to rush at him and rip that smug expression off his face.But I held back, biting my tongue as my gaze fell upon Aylin, flo

Manolya’s POVHis body convulsed, disintegrating before my eyes, and the dragon let out a roar that shook the very foundations of the necropolis.I felt the essence of Tethys being sucked back into my hellblade, along with the remnants of some of his twisted minions.“Get your hands off me!” Kayhan roared, the crimson lines of the SATOR curse suddenly snapping and vanishing from his skin as Tethys’s essence fractured.The blinding agony that had kept him pinned evaporated, replaced by a boiling, feral fury.He surged to his feet, his palms igniting with a violent eruption of his own emerald-green shadow magic.He lashed his hands forward, molding the green fire into a wicked, crackling whip that twirled and coiled viciously around the two ifrit’s.“No! Secure the boy!” Maalek shrieked as the magical whip wired itself tighter around his spiral horns. “Zaahir, pull him down!”“I can’t! It burns! That mad man is burning my roots!” Zaahir screamed in absolute agony. The emerald flames sna