Rayne
Rayne was going to be my wife, I couldn't help but smile as the thought danced in my mind.
"Yeah, like mind control," Rayne suggested, looking at me. She only cared about that, she wanted me to be invincible, she wanted to protect me from any harm.
"Chris, the floor is yours." Roland looked at him.
Chris stood in front of me and looked at me straight in the eyes. Suddenly, I fell down with unbearable pain spreading through my body.
"What's happening to him?" I heard Rayne's soft voice, she sounded worried.
"Nothing to worry about, he will be fine. I'm just making him imagine that he is being stabbed with silver," Chris answered her.
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