REBORN AFTER DEATH
The vial slipped from my fingers, its contents swirling around Freya like a malevolent mist, seeping into her very being.
As the darkness engulfed her, Freya's Features contorted in pain, her body convulsing. I reveled in her suffering, the sweet taste of vengeance mingling with the acrid scent of fear. She thrashed on the bed, her pleas for mercy falling on deaf ears. I was the conductor of her torment, orchestrating the symphony of her downfall.