My Sweetest Revenge: Sleeping with the Alpha King
The moment the heat touched the cultists, the corrupted Void-water in their bodies boiled instantly.
They didn't burn to ash; they simply evaporated. Hundreds of charging zealots turned into clouds of hissing, dark red steam mid-stride, their bone weapons clattering uselessly onto the muddy ground.
In less than two minutes, the ambush was entirely eradicated. The only sound left was the distant calls of terrified macaws and the dripping of condensation.
Killian stepped out from the shadow of a broadleaf plant right beside me, completely clean of blood. He had simply absorbed his victims into the dark. He shifted back to his human form, offering me a feral, breathtaking smile.