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Ahlum said, regaining her posture, going back to join Sir Zuka and others while all of them turned to Katastrofi again, prepared for his next attack. “You shall regret your actions now.” Snarling, he tapped his scythe again and called upon another dimension to the real world, much harder and darker than the one they had faced till now. “Requiem Of Blood.” Upon casting this spell, the night grew darker with crimson shades, horrifying everyone when the scarlet clouds began to emerge as from them Angels of death emerged. In their black robes, faces hidden and holding the scythe to steal the souls of whoever skin they would graze.

"That's why I need your help to convince him. There'll be no other one that'll fit the Lust of the seven sins. I can already see it, we'll be stronger if we have him in our group." "Yeah, yeah…" We all reluctantly agreed. I'm not really into this group. But as the time goes by, I'm starting to have attachments to the members of it. Being a sin is not that bad after all… Now, Luca Lindenhurst, how will we be able to convince you to join us? *** "I'm Sloan Etheswyth," I introduced myself to the man in front of me. He looked up, but there's no trace of light in his eyes while they're staring at me.

“Now please... leave me alone.” She wanted to ask more, but the fury radiating from him stopped her. Quietly, she turned and left the room. Once the door closed, Zayren walked into the bathroom and stepped under the shower, letting the cold water cascade over him. He lifted his head and met his reflection in the mirror... and his breath hitched when his eyes fell on the scar across his chest, right over Sarang’s tattoo. Slowly, he raised his hand and traced it against the glass, as if he were touching her skin instead.

Episode 2 Mr. Satan and me. I couldn’t shake off the strange encounter with Aryan as I hurried through the dimly lit parking lot, trying to put as much distance between us as possible. My breath was still uneven from the altercation, but just as my nerves started to settle, a familiar figure emerged from the shadows, his presence unsettling yet somehow grounding. “Are you all right, Miss Das?” Professor Adam Valerian’s voice was low, almost indifferent, but his eyes held a predatory intensity that made my stomach flip.

Zara stood nearby, her face pale but resolute. Ryker approached, kneeling beside the body. “No signs of struggle,” he observed. Caden nodded grimly. “He was silenced swiftly.” Zara’s gaze shifted to the scout’s wrist. “There,” she said. Ryker followed her line of sight. Carved into the flesh was a symbol, crude but unmistakable. A serpent devouring its own tail. His eyes darkened. “The Covenant,” he growled. Zara’s voice was barely a whisper. “They’re already inside.”

I drink in the exact moment her world cracks open. “She had one of her henchmen, the one Scar recently killed...bite him when he was just a newborn…” “Wait…” Emerald’s voice slices through, shaking violently. Tears stream freely now from her eyes. “A henchman Scar recently killed? What do you mean?” “Oh, nothing much,” I say, almost bored. “He means Rattle. Scar killed him days ago. Along with a few others. The police were kind enough to inform us their bodies were taken to the morgue… courtesy of Scar and Luke Denvers.”

"No!!!" Tina was shrieking, "My baby!!! I'm so sorry!!!" Zach came rushing in. "What's wrong?! What happened?! What are you crying for?!" Tina could only keep wailing, "My baby… My baby!!!" Feeling a sense of foreboding, Zach walked up and unwrapped the swaddle to see that it wasn't my daughter, but the son they were so obsessed with! The bastard's cheeks were purple, and he wasn't breathing at all, clearly having been strangled to death.

"Since then, she’s been trying to solve the murder case that happened in school." "Wait," my husband cut in. "The same one that was ruled a suicide?" "Yes, sir," Zane replied. Then, a breaking news flash came through the flat TV screen on the wall, showing Elena Scarlet’s picture. "Oh, please don’t tell me this made it to the news," I muttered angrily. "Elena Scarlet has solved the death case previously ruled a suicide," the reporter stated. "She has finally exposed the real killer—Rosa, a close friend of the late Gloria. Elena is currently unconscious but stable at the hospital," the reporter added.

Selena jumping out of the shadows and into the clearing startled everyone. Fester's unwavering concentration faltered for a mere fraction of a second, a lapse that would seal his doom. It was all the opportunity Sangre needed, a sinister opening in the armor of invincibility. In an instant, Sangre's hands thrust forward, piercing through Fester's chest with brutal force, emerging on the other side like macabre sentinels of impending demise.

"I'm here for something Important or do you already know what I was here for?" "Maybe I have a hint, but I would love to hear it from the horse's mouth." "A Lycan was stabbed mysteriously by the Moon goddess spelled weapon to kill an avatar and he Mysteriously disappeared, I want to know if he truly petrified or he just disappeared." "I'm sorry Tahira but Seven is dead. He took a stab meant for the gars and he will definitely die like the Gars, but his body is hidden somewhere." I wiped the tears that were threatening to come out as I perked up.