Isekai and Becoming a Demon Bride
“Alright. I’m ready.”
Anantari’s white tiger form glowed with pale blue-white light. Her roar echoed through the room, shaking it again. Not long after, she slammed into the door. Inside, a mass of black fog shrouded in mist howled with a sharp, piercing cry. Lord Abraham was ready. He chanted, and white light flowed from both hands, pushed forward. The light spread like ropes and bound the mass tightly. Abraham focused harder, forcing the mass back into a small clay bottle. The mass wailed and slowly sank into the bottle, thrashing in pain. Unfortunately, Abraham faltered for a second, and a few wisps slipped out.
Anantari, in tiger form, roared and leapt at the escaping wisps until they va
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