Chapter 992: 992
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They knew that no one could predict whom they would be losing next in this war, but it still pained them to see how the people on their side leave, one by one.
The demise of the fae wouldn't be the last one that they had to face, there would be dozens, hundreds or maybe thousands deaths that they would have to encounter in the future.
Everyone in this room knew that, thus when Kace stood up and covered Purple's body with a white blanket, Belinda and Sapphire wiped their tears roughly, trying their best to calm themselves down.
Meanwhile, the phoenix soared to the sky through the open window and let out a heartbreaking cry, as if the mythical bird wanted everyone to know that it just lost the fae.
The phoenix kept circling in the air, while flapping its beautiful wings agitatedly.
Lilac stood up and looked at the dark sky. She had already lost the course of time. She didn't even know whether it was night or day, since she had long forgotten the warmth of the sunlight against her skin.
"We will bury her and then head to the battlefield. Torak is waiting for us," Lilac said, breaking the news to them.
No tears could be seen in the guardian angel's eyes, but it didn't mean her heart was not broken when she lost yet another member of their troops.
They needed to stop this and for that, they had to get Raine and Hope back from the devils' clutches. And, that wouldn't be an easy task.
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With a snap of Serefina's fingers, the darkness that surrounded her vanished and instead they were engulfed by the glaring sunlight.
With the power that the witch got from the guardian angels, she brought them to a different place, in a different time frame…
Upon realizing that they were no longer in the shadow realm, Dorian was stunned. How did she manage to do that?!
In the shadow realm, as it was his realm, it was supposed to be under his full control and only he could do whatever he wanted. However, the witch proved it wrong.
"Now you know? I can kill you thousands times if I want to." Serefina narrowed her eyes. "What you did to me centuries ago, was only a single f*cking stroke of luck!" she hissed viciously. Yes, a single f*cking stroke that changed her entire life.
Her miserable life ensued with that.
"This is the last warning from me and act accordingly since I am being merciful on you," Serefina said and then turned around.
On the other hand, Dorian skimmed his surroundings quickly and didn't recall that he had seen this place before.
They were in the vast lands, with the sound of waves from afar and velvety grass beneath their feet. The sky above them was blue with some white clouds that moved slowly, being drifted by the wind.
This was a perfect place to go on a picnic.
However, it was ridiculous if Dorian enjoyed this alluring scenery when his heart was heavy with hatred and anger. So now, everything seemed wrong in his eyes.
Even the breezy wind that caressed his skin felt wrong.
"B*tch! Take me back! Where the hell is this?!" Dorian roared, his voice thundered around them as he spread the shadow under his feet. The very shadow which coiled in his hands next and expanded into this vast clearing.
Serefina gritted her teeth and turned around, arms folded in front of her chest as she stared at the shadow warrior defiantly.
"My last advice," she said, emphasizing every word that came out of her lips. "Don't tempt me to kill you, Dorian."
Yet, the shadow warrior simply didn't listen to her and attacked Serefina once she finished talking.
The shadow tendrils rushed toward the witch in the form of spears, cutting through the air with a loud wheezing sound.
Seeing that, Serefina just stayed in her position, staring at that dark spear like thing coming toward her without even blinking or flinching.
When the shadow like spears were about to pierce through her heart again, like what Dorian did centuries ago, the witch disappeared all of a sudden.
"F*CK!" Dorian cursed loudly and looked around him to find the witch, but in this environment, there was no way Serefina could hide.
Actually, the witch didn't need to hide, as she appeared right behind the shadow warrior.
Once Dorian felt someone standing behind him, he turned around, but what greeted him was; Serefina who strangled his neck and raised him from the ground with a single hand.
The shadow warrior struggled to free himself from her tight grip, but she was too strong and there was this blazing hot feeling that he felt on his neck, on the very spot where Serefina's hand curled around his neck.
The heat was too intense and rendered Dorian unable to control his shadow tendrils any longer as he dropped his hands beside his body limply.
The only thing he felt was the flaming scorch inside him, boiling his blood, and heat coursed to his head as if it would explode at any given moment.
When the pain was no longer tolerable and was very hard to bear, the shadow warrior let out a shrill scream.
Dorian was screaming at the top of his lungs as his body writhed in pain, convulsing without having a chance to free himself because his muscles melted, along with his bones and his flesh.
And the shrill scream from his open mouth didn't last for long either, because when it became silent again, there was nothing left of him except for the cloak that he was wearing earlier.
The cloak dropped to the ground lifelessly like its previous owner and then flown away by the wind.
"I told you to stop tempting me to kill you," Serefina muttered to herself.
She looked around her. It was a beautiful place to start over again, but the shadow warrior just focused on dwindling with his past and missed it entirely.
The witch closed her eyes and let the wind flutter the edges of her dress along with her red hair.
This wouldn't be her last kill.
But this would definitely be the first of many that she would execute later on.
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They knew that no one could predict whom they would be losing next in this war, but it still pained them to see how the people on their side leave, one by one.
The demise of the fae wouldn't be the last one that they had to face, there would be dozens, hundreds or maybe thousands deaths that they would have to encounter in the future.
Everyone in this room knew that, thus when Kace stood up and covered Purple's body with a white blanket, Belinda and Sapphire wiped their tears roughly, trying their best to calm themselves down.
Meanwhile, the phoenix soared to the sky through the open window and let out a heartbreaking cry, as if the mythical bird wanted everyone to know that it just lost the fae.
The phoenix kept circling in the air, while flapping its beautiful wings agitatedly.
Lilac stood up and looked at the dark sky. She had already lost the course of time. She didn't even know whether it was night or day, since she had long forgotten the warmth of the sunlight against her skin.
"We will bury her and then head to the battlefield. Torak is waiting for us," Lilac said, breaking the news to them.
No tears could be seen in the guardian angel's eyes, but it didn't mean her heart was not broken when she lost yet another member of their troops.
They needed to stop this and for that, they had to get Raine and Hope back from the devils' clutches. And, that wouldn't be an easy task.
==============
With a snap of Serefina's fingers, the darkness that surrounded her vanished and instead they were engulfed by the glaring sunlight.
With the power that the witch got from the guardian angels, she brought them to a different place, in a different time frame…
Upon realizing that they were no longer in the shadow realm, Dorian was stunned. How did she manage to do that?!
In the shadow realm, as it was his realm, it was supposed to be under his full control and only he could do whatever he wanted. However, the witch proved it wrong.
"Now you know? I can kill you thousands times if I want to." Serefina narrowed her eyes. "What you did to me centuries ago, was only a single f*cking stroke of luck!" she hissed viciously. Yes, a single f*cking stroke that changed her entire life.
Her miserable life ensued with that.
"This is the last warning from me and act accordingly since I am being merciful on you," Serefina said and then turned around.
On the other hand, Dorian skimmed his surroundings quickly and didn't recall that he had seen this place before.
They were in the vast lands, with the sound of waves from afar and velvety grass beneath their feet. The sky above them was blue with some white clouds that moved slowly, being drifted by the wind.
This was a perfect place to go on a picnic.
However, it was ridiculous if Dorian enjoyed this alluring scenery when his heart was heavy with hatred and anger. So now, everything seemed wrong in his eyes.
Even the breezy wind that caressed his skin felt wrong.
"B*tch! Take me back! Where the hell is this?!" Dorian roared, his voice thundered around them as he spread the shadow under his feet. The very shadow which coiled in his hands next and expanded into this vast clearing.
Serefina gritted her teeth and turned around, arms folded in front of her chest as she stared at the shadow warrior defiantly.
"My last advice," she said, emphasizing every word that came out of her lips. "Don't tempt me to kill you, Dorian."
Yet, the shadow warrior simply didn't listen to her and attacked Serefina once she finished talking.
The shadow tendrils rushed toward the witch in the form of spears, cutting through the air with a loud wheezing sound.
Seeing that, Serefina just stayed in her position, staring at that dark spear like thing coming toward her without even blinking or flinching.
When the shadow like spears were about to pierce through her heart again, like what Dorian did centuries ago, the witch disappeared all of a sudden.
"F*CK!" Dorian cursed loudly and looked around him to find the witch, but in this environment, there was no way Serefina could hide.
Actually, the witch didn't need to hide, as she appeared right behind the shadow warrior.
Once Dorian felt someone standing behind him, he turned around, but what greeted him was; Serefina who strangled his neck and raised him from the ground with a single hand.
The shadow warrior struggled to free himself from her tight grip, but she was too strong and there was this blazing hot feeling that he felt on his neck, on the very spot where Serefina's hand curled around his neck.
The heat was too intense and rendered Dorian unable to control his shadow tendrils any longer as he dropped his hands beside his body limply.
The only thing he felt was the flaming scorch inside him, boiling his blood, and heat coursed to his head as if it would explode at any given moment.
When the pain was no longer tolerable and was very hard to bear, the shadow warrior let out a shrill scream.
Dorian was screaming at the top of his lungs as his body writhed in pain, convulsing without having a chance to free himself because his muscles melted, along with his bones and his flesh.
And the shrill scream from his open mouth didn't last for long either, because when it became silent again, there was nothing left of him except for the cloak that he was wearing earlier.
The cloak dropped to the ground lifelessly like its previous owner and then flown away by the wind.
"I told you to stop tempting me to kill you," Serefina muttered to herself.
She looked around her. It was a beautiful place to start over again, but the shadow warrior just focused on dwindling with his past and missed it entirely.
The witch closed her eyes and let the wind flutter the edges of her dress along with her red hair.
This wouldn't be her last kill.
But this would definitely be the first of many that she would execute later on.
They knew that no one could predict whom they would be losing next in this war, but it still pained them to see how the people on their side leave, one by one. The demise of the fae wouldn't be the last one that they had to face, there would be dozens, hundreds or maybe thousands deaths that they would have to encounter in the future. Everyone in this room knew that, thus when Kace stood up and covered Purple's body with a white blanket, Belinda and Sapphire wiped their tears roughly, trying their best to calm themselves down. Meanwhile, the phoenix soared to the sky through the open window and let out a heartbreaking cry, as if the mythical bird wanted everyone to know that it just lost the fae. The phoenix kept circling in the air, while flapping its beautiful wings agitatedly. Lilac stood up and looked at the dark sky. She had already lost the course of time. She didn't even know whether it was night or day, since she had long forgotten the warmth of the sunlight against her skin. "We will bury her and then head to the battlefield. Torak is waiting for us," Lilac said, breaking the news to them. No tears could be seen in the guardian angel's eyes, but it didn't mean her heart was not broken when she lost yet another member of their troops. They needed to stop this and for that, they had to get Raine and Hope back from the devils' clutches. And, that wouldn't be an easy task. ============== With a snap of Serefina's fingers, the darkness that surrounded her vanished and instead they were engulfed by the glaring sunlight. With the power that the witch got from the guardian angels, she brought them to a different place, in a different time frame Upon realizing that they were no longer in the shadow realm, Dorian was stunned. How did she manage to do that?! In the shadow realm, as it was his realm, it was supposed to be under his full control and only he could do whatever he wanted. However, the witch proved it wrong. "Now you know? I can kill you thousands times if I want to." Serefina narrowed her eyes. "What you did to me centuries ago, was only a single f*cking stroke of luck!" she hissed viciously. Yes, a single f*cking stroke that changed her entire life. Her miserable life ensued with that. "This is the last warning from me and act accordingly since I am being merciful on you," Serefina said and then turned around. On the other hand, Dorian skimmed his surroundings quickly and didn't recall that he had seen this place before. They were in the vast lands, with the sound of waves from afar and velvety grass beneath their feet. The sky above them was blue with some white clouds that moved slowly, being drifted by the wind. This was a perfect place to go on a picnic. However, it was ridiculous if Dorian enjoyed this alluring scenery when his heart was heavy with hatred and anger. So now, everything seemed wrong in his eyes. Even the breezy wind that caressed his skin felt wrong. "B*tch! Take me back! Where the hell is this?!" Dorian roared, his voice thundered around them as he spread the shadow under his feet. The very shadow which coiled in his hands next and expanded into this vast clearing. Serefina gritted her teeth and turned around, arms folded in front of her chest as she stared at the shadow warrior defiantly. "My last advice," she said, emphasizing every word that came out of her lips. "Don't tempt me to kill you, Dorian." Yet, the shadow warrior simply didn't listen to her and attacked Serefina once she finished talking. The shadow tendrils rushed toward the witch in the form of spears, cutting through the air with a loud wheezing sound. Seeing that, Serefina just stayed in her position, staring at that dark spear like thing coming toward her without even blinking or flinching. When the shadow like spears were about to pierce through her heart again, like what Dorian did centuries ago, the witch disappeared all of a sudden. "F*CK!" Dorian cursed loudly and looked around him to find the witch, but in this environment, there was no way Serefina could hide. Actually, the witch didn't need to hide, as she appeared right behind the shadow warrior. Once Dorian felt someone standing behind him, he turned around, but what greeted him was; Serefina who strangled his neck and raised him from the ground with a single hand. The shadow warrior struggled to free himself from her tight grip, but she was too strong and there was this blazing hot feeling that he felt on his neck, on the very spot where Serefina's hand curled around his neck. The heat was too intense and rendered Dorian unable to control his shadow tendrils any longer as he dropped his hands beside his body limply. The only thing he felt was the flaming scorch inside him, boiling his blood, and heat coursed to his head as if it would explode at any given moment. When the pain was no longer tolerable and was very hard to bear, the shadow warrior let out a shrill scream. Dorian was screaming at the top of his lungs as his body writhed in pain, convulsing without having a chance to free himself because his muscles melted, along with his bones and his flesh. And the shrill scream from his open mouth didn't last for long either, because when it became silent again, there was nothing left of him except for the cloak that he was wearing earlier. The cloak dropped to the ground lifelessly like its previous owner and then flown away by the wind. "I told you to stop tempting me to kill you," Serefina muttered to herself. She looked around her. It was a beautiful place to start over again, but the shadow warrior just focused on dwindling with his past and missed it entirely. The witch closed her eyes and let the wind flutter the edges of her dress along with her red hair. This wouldn't be her last kill. But this would definitely be the first of many that she would execute later on.
