The Heiress's Brutal Revenge
His hand shot out, grasping my wrist in a vice-like grip.
Pain flared through my arm as he twisted it sharply, forcing me to my knees.
“You are strong, little one,” he murmured, leaning closer, his breath chilling my skin. “But strength alone is not enough.”
A feral growl ripped from my throat. I summoned every ounce of power within me, feeling the energy coil tightly in my chest before I let it explode outward.
The force sent him staggering back, his grip breaking as I lunged to my feet. But he wasn’t done. With a flick of his wrist, shadows erupted from the ground, twisting and writhing like living creatures, rushing toward me with terrifying speed.
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