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But now that it involves life, he throws away that ego. Amadeus went inside the driver’s seat and Xavier goes in the back seat. While the others also went inside. As Amadeus started driving, Xavier pre-check Amore’s condition. “She lost a lot of blood, her pulse is not normal. What happened to her? I doubt that she was given a punishment since all of you are here,” said Xavier as he checked Amore.

His father's eyes narrowed. "You are telling me that the stories are true? That someone still possesses that power?” Adrian nodded his throat tight with the fear of what he was admitting. “Yes, Father. The divine blood is real… and it could save Aaron.” King Jackson’s expression shifted from anger to something more contemplative, his mind clearly racing with the implications. Jackson and the witch doctor shared bewildered glances. The witch doctor’s reaction was immediate. The moment Adrian mentioned the divine blood, his eyes lit up with an unnatural fervour. He dropped to his knees before King Jackson, his voice quivering with excitement as he spoke.

A breaking spell, something old enough to tear a vow. She looked up. John was on the ground, coughing blood. The Blood Father raised his clawed hand for the killing blow. And then Sarah moved. She dove between them, arms wide. "No!" she screamed. The Blood Father hesitated. John’s eyes widened. “Sarah” Her body lit with blinding light, and then, the Blood Father stepped back, hand singed. A look of confusion, almost pain, passed over his monstrous face. “You…” he murmured. “You are not of the line. Yet… you bear its pain.”

It turned out that people like them eventually meet someone worse. I lowered the brim of my cap and turned to leave, not wanting to be recognized. However, fate has a twisted sense of humor. My leather shoe stepped on a dry leaf. Crunch. Brian's head snapped up. Our eyes met. His eyes went wide. Like he had seen a ghost. Or a savior. "Bro?!" That single shout drew everyone's attention. My dad looked up, too, a flicker of light in his eyes. "Chester… Chester!"

based on an ancient blood pact. And behind her, the elder Lady Eleanor Thorne emerged with a victorious smile. "The game has only just begun, Liora White. You saved him from his enemies, but let us see if you can save him from his own destiny." END OF CHAPTER 130.

“No matter what happens after, I will take the spell. You don’t have to kill me.” He took a slow breath. “I’m ready,” he said. “Use it on me.” “Remember,” Divine said calmly, “you were the ones who asked for this.” She took out a small blade and sliced the side of her hand. I watched the blood well up. Without hesitation, she used the same blade again. Just like my father used to do, she murmured words under her breath and cut Salcan’s skin. Then she turned and did the same to the general. When she stepped back, nothing happened.

—— Savior: Original Story by OneSevenEight Episode: Framed Perspective - Part 8