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Forensic teams had moved in to gather evidence and process everything while soldiers flushed out any fugitives trying to run like rats abandoning a sinking ship. Lucas was relieved to have Nathaniel off his hands. Never had he met anyone he hated more than that vile and pathetic excuse for a werewolf. It had been a long night but it was far from over and Lucas had no doubt in his mind that it would be a few more long hours before he could even try and sleep.

At this point, with me falling to an end, my Chimera, and my friends spiraling to the ground as well, I fear for what will happen when these flames burst out of me. I can’t do anything to salvage the plunging doom as I draw closer to the swarm shooting up to receive me. Sigh, is this the end for us? “Himari!”

She wanted her to feel to the last moments of her life, just as she did when was on the surface with Miguel. ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ Maria and Juan arrived at Miguel's home where the ritual was to take place. They prepared everything they needed and sat down in a circle. Following the instructions in the book, Maria drew an inverted pentagram on the floor with chalk and in the center she wrote the names of the Lords of the Underworld: Samael and Lilith. In the very center of the pentagram she placed Lilith's amulet and a black feather as a symbol of Samael. Then Mary lit three black candles and passed one to each of those present, and lit incense from her candle. Then she began reciting a Latin fo

After a brief moment to gather her strength, she held her hands up and muttered, “Lao, verwyder die struikelblok tussen myself en my opponent. Wees saam met me in geveg. Deur me werk vir die dier wat werk met bose ongediertes soos diegene wat binne die mure woon te verower.” As if to impress upon her subconscious the incantation she’s just said, she reiterated the words in her mind in a language she understood, Loa, remove the barrier between myself and my opponent. Be with me in battle. Work through me to conquer the beast who works with evil vermin such as those that dwell within these walls.

------- Red Blood packs " Everybody, the Canids are approaching! This is war!" Kappa screeched out. Almira saw a Canids from afar and she called her packs to get ready. Lancelot leads the attack from the Canids. All of them ran towards the red blood packs and Kappa found his first kill. He leaps above the Canids and used his sharp paws to scratch his face and he succeeded. It stumbled on the ground and winced in pain. He tried to make a second blow but one of the warriors stop him. It's Damian who just got healed from his last battle.

The runes ignited, one by one, in violet fire. The air thickened. Wind howled. The soil trembled beneath their feet. And then—the altar cracked open. A blinding surge of light shot upward, tearing through the mist. The ground split, and a small obsidian chest rose from within, glowing faintly red. Inside lay a single black-bound book wrapped in silver chains—the Book of the Damned. Kael stepped forward slowly. “After all this time…” He reached toward it— —and the forest screamed. A flare of silver light cut through the trees as figures emerged from the mist—The Order. Dozens of cloaked hunters, blades drawn, crossbows gleaming with runes.

Natalia asked calmly. The soldiers looked at each other before answering the queen. "We saw him, dear queen. He fought the demons and he was with someone." This behavior made Natalia frown. "He had a necromancer with him who was the reason why we won the war." Natalia was unable to speak immediately, especially after hearing the term necromancer. This is one of the terms that Wysteria fears. Everyone knows the necromancer and how dangerous it is. "How come he has a necromancer with him? A necromancer is a demon. Maybe you just made a mistake?!" Natalia hit her table and the soldiers hit her. They were surprised by Natalia's behavior.

I take a step closer, my eyes lingering on the ancient letters adorning the cover. "It doesn't look like nothing," I say softly. "What is it?" Lavinia sighs, her shoulders slumping in defeat. "It's a book of spells, Winter. Dark magic. I found it in the forest a few... well, I don't know when. It's been years, though. I've been trying to understand it, figure out what it does. I thought I might find something in here that could help you locate your friend." My eyes widen. "Really?"

Peterson concluded. Lucian's grin widened, a sinister gleam dancing in his eyes. "That sounds like the symphony of total annihilation. Yet, my friend, you are mistaken. It won't be solely vampires and werewolves united in this battle. The witches, too, have aligned themselves with our cause. Eric Damian is destined to meet his end, and with it, I shall reclaim the love of my life," Lucian proclaimed, his voice resolute and tinged with an unyielding determination.