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sarcasm laced with my words. Caleb bursts out laughing before he finally picked up his cup. He swirled the tea dramatically before taking a sip. “It might be hibiscus to you but it's definitely lemon to me.” I didn’t touch mine. I couldn't even think about the tea, not with what he just told me now. They hated me for my curse. Now, they hated me for finding a cure. What exactly do they want from me? My death? Caleb leaned back, watching me. “You know you’re too proud sometimes. I know you want to stand on your own, but the elders aren’t just people. They are the control networks joining all the packs together. They are the things you’ll need to run a successful race.”

she replied stiffly. Susan raised to her feed and glared at Sage. Her claws elongated and her dragon pushed to the surface. "You pathetic mutt. I am yet to deal with you for throwing water on me the other night. Serving me is your luck. Don't make me slash that pretty face of yours" Susan threatened. Sage's eyes turned a shade darker. Her aura pushed forward, even though Alexander locked her powers.

It's not my fault I was born with these curse. "She is the cause of everything happening now. Haven't you heard of the prophesy -" "Villians ain't born, they are made-" "In this case Sasha is born a villian not made one", she spits out and I push the door open and I can see the shock in Davil's eyes. "Sasha leave -" "I want to talk to mum-" "I am talking to you-" "Not today, Davil", I look him dead in the eyes and I hope he could hear the finality in my voice because I don't want to disrespect him.

My stepsister’s triumphant smirk as the flames licked at my skin. Lucian’s gaze softened, but his voice remained firm. "You may see yourself as a curse, but the prophecy doesn’t lie. You’ve already proven it, your reaction to the symbol. No one else could have survived such painful transformation." "I didn’t survive," I shot back, my voice trembling. "I broke. I became something else, something cursed."

Köd jutasz belső. “Shadow take you” was an ancient curse, but Sandu looked as impassive as always when Damonq hissed it on their private telepathic path. You know how to heal. You just don’t want to do it. Look what has come of Tensel taking responsibility. Now he has no choice. The healer will not allow him to hunt the beast. At least he already has a song… Sandu answered. Veridet peje, you heathen. Damonq continued to curse him.

Aki and Sasha were amazed by the precision of his movements in the dim light but especially by the fact that he could control fire like a natural-born Vulcanus Slayer. Koumori-shishou turned to Sasha and gestured towards the dressing screen and said: “douzo”, which was the Highlander word for “please.” Reluctantly, Sasha got up and put on his blue Slayer uniform. When he returned to the circle, Koumori-shishou said: “A magician MAY be persuaded to share his tricks when threatened by the combined persistence of three young apprentices. I suspect I will not be allowed a moment’s peace from this night forward?”

said Corona. “Inkcanius Splatoonus, is one inkling you don’t want to mess with, he created the Infinitiverse with his own fingertips. Not mention he can match anymore regardless if the enemy is strong or not” Sasuke explained. Corona was shocked “wait I’m dealing with an god!?” said Corona. “Yes, you are and once you pissed off a god, he will use his full wrath to anyone that threatens his Inifinitiverse or his creations” said Sasuke.

Rokurō even fucking bowed like the lapdog he is. “I don’t want to kill you, daughter.” Takashi sighed like this was some hardship for him as he drew his blade. “I am no daughter of yours. I renounce any and all ties to you, Takashi Hatake. And when I kill you, I will see your yakuza burn to the ground.” I declared.

“I trusted you, Darius. I believed in you... believed that you were one of us. Now, you’ve made your choice, and it ends tonight.” Darius’s eyes glistened with unshed tears, his voice wavering. “I never wanted it to come to this, Selene. I… I was deceived by the promises of power. I thought I was saving us, but I see now that I’ve doomed us all.” Selene’s face hardened, her resolve like forged steel. “Doomed us? No, you’ve given us a lesson. A lesson in the cost of treachery. You leave me no choice.” Her voice was a mixture of sorrow and icy determination as she advanced upon him. “For every ounce of loyalty you shattered, your blood will now seal the curse.”

Her thoughts felt tangled, pulling her in directions she did not want to follow. “You do not know what I am,” she said. “No,” he agreed. “But neither do you.” That unsettled her deeply. Elsewhere in the fortress, Alaric stood alone in his private chamber, staring out into the night. He had left Elysia’s room because remaining there had become dangerous. Not to her, but to himself. The curse lay beneath his skin as it always had, a constant presence he had learned to live with. It was absolute. It did not warn. It did not fail. It killed instantly and without exception.