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"I am restoring balance. The Hidden Lunas have tipped the scales too far. Light without shadow is tyranny." Lira's silver-gold light blazed. "You don't get to decide the balance. We do." The figure laughed. "Then prove it." The battle was unlike anything Lira had fought. The Grey Death was not a physical presence—it was a force, a cold that seeped into her bones and dimmed her light. Ronan fought beside her, his ancient body pushing through the pain. Aria's visions guided their strikes, showing her where the Death would manifest next.

‘But we will be twenty in less than two days. Katniss’s smile completely vanishes. She sits up straight on the bench, her eyes widening as the math clicks in her head. “Wait... less than two days? Kyle, the final match of the Dance of the Dead takes place in exactly two days from now.” I nod, my jaw tightening as I stare into the bubbling water. “Gracious Cessi,” Katniss whispers, her face turning pale. “That means Olivia will be fighting a death battle against the Ripper Ghost on her twentieth birthday. That is brutal.”

“I explained while laughing. First of all, I plan to use Hold Power to Death, do you remember our deal before we fight? Didn’t she say, Anyway, I have no choice because we have to fight an Arte Fight, and another rule that I must follow and that will benefit you? The rule is It’s simple, you can use any Enchantment, whereas when I use any Enchantment and Hold Power will automatically disqualify me and you will become the winner. Deal? “ Isn’t that the deal she said a while ago? Hahaha. “Ah that’s right, but thank you and I’m sorry for what I did before, you know I’m mad at the Supreme Beings.” She told me sadly, I was surprised because she said she was angry with the Supreme Beings, wait, I’

A thunderous, overwhelming crack pierced the atmosphere as a brilliant light burst forth from the trees. The shadows dispersed like wisps of smoke, and Dahlia recoiled, her expression contorting in disbelief. “What is that?” she whispered sharply. I covered my eyes, my heart pounding. Amidst the mist, I perceived shapes materializing, fighters unfamiliar to me, their arms shining with brilliance. In the middle loomed a towering, authoritative presence. “Who” I began. Lucian’s voice echoed from the east, overflowing with incredulity. “The Eclipse Watch.” Dahlia growled, darkness twisting around her feet. "This doesn't alter anything!"

Still, what if there is more to Sage wanting Ari dead than to just break a curse? I push the thoughts aside as I’m in Death’s throne room, and I need answers. Besides, my new theory that they are all working for the same boss is something to discuss with Ari. Death sits on his throne, conducting business as if he doesn’t even know I’m here. However, I know that asshole knows I’m here. He knows when someone enters and leaves his realm. My anger flares the longer he ignores me while finishing up whatever business he is conducting. After some moments, Death glances at me. His dark silver-gray eyes stare at me from under his black hooded robe. His war scythe is next to his throne.

Avery says. “Battle death? What does that mean?” I ask, looking down at my mate. Her heart rate is good and she’s breathing normally, so I hope she’s just exhausted from whatever spell she did. But I’m going to have my mom look her over anyway when we get back. I wipe the hair out of her face so I can see my sweet mate, the death fighter. “Those spells that hit you were death spells. They move throughout your body slowly killing you until you die. Your mate literally fought death to save you,” Amir says.

In the haunting depths of his eyes, she glimpsed the dance of death itself, an unrestrained force ready to consume her existence. I am dead. *** Enjoyed the twist in Hazel and Wyatt's story? Share your thoughts and feedback! Follow me on In stagram - aditisaxenaofficial for more updates and explore my other captivating stories. I would recommend you to try WHEN A BULLY FALLS IN LOVE.

He wielded his Scepter of Death, and even more ghost soldiers appeared in the formation. These soldiers' eyes lit up with gray flames of death, charging towards Wilbur and the rest. A wave of deathly aura wafted over at once, shaking everyone to the core. This aura alone would be enough to kill a regular human being. Isabella's expression shifted. She channeled all the aura in her, trying to fight this deathly aura in her. Just then, Wilbur summoned his thunder cleaver, swinging it toward the incoming ghost soldiers.

“Then balance be damned.” He drew on his power, every muscle in his body glowing faintly crimson. The shadow wolf behind him growled, mirroring his fury. Death tilted his head. “You would challenge the very order of creation… for her?” Killian met his gaze without hesitation. “She is the order of my world.” For the first time, Death smiled. It was not kind. “Then you are a fool… and fools make excellent weapons.” Before Killian could react, the shadows struck—coiling around him, piercing into his skin.

I took a seat at the table, writing down thoughts and ideas on various watch strategies-something we could propose to the council next week. With new information coming in every other day from different watch stations, it's a constant endeavor for the Warriors and Fighters to stay one step ahead of the demons. Determining where they've been previously spotted, the number of sightings, and the possibility of battle breaking out at any moment, the process can be overwhelming.