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Then came a howl, far too clear and resonant for a child that young, followed by a silence so heavy it felt like suffocation. Marek’s hands trembled as he recalled Maera emerging from the chamber. She carried a moon-glass vessel containing a silver wolf-shadow. It was not a body or a normal spirit, but a soul-wolf forced halfway out of its human host. “It looked back,” Marek whispered, his voice thick with old sickness. “Not at Maera. Not at the vessel. Toward the nursery wing.” Mira stopped breathing. Even in the agony of separation, Sera had known where her true heart remained.

) he reasoned with worry. "I know but this is more important than my feelings. She was my friend, one of the greatest that I have ever had. This is the least that I can do for everything she's done for me." Ruby replied with a melancholic smile. She lifted her finger and pointed it to him. The ground below Manticat burned with a purple circle before erupting into purple butterflies that enveloped his body. He was engulfed with a purple light that reformed his build into something more humanoid until the light faded.

A strange protection offered by a vengeful spirit toward his own victim. “Siron! Siron!” Kit’s voice pulled him back. The white light faded, revealing the temple’s gloomy interior once more. Siron gasped, still kneeling, his hands tightly gripping Morat’s injured wrist. The touch felt like searing iron. Morat, in his terrifying form, was still. His red eyes, usually full of hatred, were now wide with surprise. As if he, too, felt the same, seeing his own memory through Siron’s eyes. For a brief instant, his monstrous form seemed to waver, almost… fragile.

Two fluffy silver fox ears sprouted atop his head like mischievous antennae of divine gossip. “Oh no no no—!” he gasped, quickly slapping a leaf on his head with practiced panic. The leaf shimmered once, and the ears vanished. He looked around, cheeks puffed in embarrassment. Good. No witnesses. Not even that creepy vending machine ghost. Yin coughed, smoothing down his hair with faux dignity. “Anyway, yes. She’s definitely the one. Nexus’s whole ‘the land shall choose the spirit-bearing flame born in rust’ nonsense? Yeah. Selena literally works in Vermillion Cyberspace. Couldn’t get more prophetic if it slapped us.”

Rubby’s POV. I came back from the gym to meet my parents standing in front of the tv like they have seen a ghost. “Mom?” I walked closer and caught a glimpse of the screen. “Abj’s new CEO reveals her true identity. Mira Greg”. I cleaned my eyes to make sure I was seeing properly. Like a wind, it struck me. “I have waited for this,sister”. “What in Free city is this manipulation”. I yelled. “Mom, she is Mira”. I almost lost balance.

she added. Darven Mikail’s eyes widened. “What? Are these zombie bugs?” He used to eagerly want a zombie bug as one of his poisonous tools. However, he only wanted one of it and not thousands or even ten thousand of these bugs like what he saw now. Apparently, after detecting the scent of a living person, these bugs quickly crawled over. Maya Howards instantly activated the same skill. “Silver Frost, Frost Seal!” Those bugs were frozen for a moment, but they soon recovered their ability to move.

Maggie It was thick darkness. Only the sound of the rustling of leaves and creeping night insects could be heard. She glanced at her wrist watch, it was 9.02pm. But she stood there at the center of the large compound of St Patrick's Catholic church waiting, standing in front of her white Mercedes Benz, waiting for her meeting with the Medusa demon - the Vampire. They were two minutes late to the meeting, one she had arranged risking her very existence. The Vampire had contacted her demanding to know her status with the location of Fisheye. She had told them that she didn't have Fisheye, but she had something better - the flash drive! Hence, she set the meeting point and time.

I bet it will work in this trilateral system. Instead of using her familiar and her demonic arts, Maleficent showed the flock of flesh-eating and magic-absorber slaughter butterflies. The shade of black and red whirled around her still standing form as if a whirlwind of black and red petals embraced her—only these petals could devour any beings and predators if need be.

As soon as I step back out, I mark the entrance with an X and move on. Heading back in the direction we came from, I gasp when I hear the sound of scurrying feet. I’m not the kind of person who is usually scared of bugs or creepy crawlies, but the sound is so loud that I freak out and flatten my back against the wall. When Sahara and Marael kidnapped us last year, they took us to a mountain range in hell, where we saw many horrifying creatures. There were a few that, up to now, I hope I never have to see again. One of the ones that creeped me out the most were these little demonic-looking insects that looked like large centipedes. The sounds emitting around me sound like those creatures. Try

"Your powers define you Azura. They are connected to your emotions, anger, sad, happiness. Your emotions can control your power. You just need to learn how to keep them at Bay." Wow, okay. Can someone wake me up from this nightmare already?. What's with all these talks about powers? "I know this must all sound strange to you. But you will understand everything soon." "I don't even know what to call you. I mean from your voice, I know you are female. But a female what exactly? Who are you and what's your name?" Maybe we could start there. "My name is Lily. I am your spirit guide and I'm so happy to find out you are alive little princess. We all thought you were dead"