Tensei Kizoku No Isekai Mga Nobela at Kwento

Kalina looked at him sadly. Elard noticed the change in her expression and said, “I’d gladly die for you.” His answer made Kalina’s eyes widen. She denied her own feelings. If she remembered what Gavin had once said when the shifter was in her world as the Eagle, then the death of the Elard in Nigella and the fall of the kingdom had already happened. Yet fate had pulled Kalina into isekai, into another world a Kingdom of Nigella that didn’t exist in any record. There was no trace of it in history. If it had been real, there should’ve been records left behind, at least a few articles, considering how grand and extraordinary that kingdom was.

Like they were being controlled by her, being called forth by her. A wild storm raged above us with lightening striking the ground and thunder rattling the very air around us. The static from the storm combined with the electricity from Jenevive caused tiny balls of light to begin racing through the room. The tension had boiled to the point of exploding, which it did out of her mouth. She let out an echoing blood curling scream that bounced off the wall and swirled around and around. If I had thought the Soul Eater's scream was high pitched and ear splitting it was nothing compared to Jenevive's.