Chapter 587: Thank the gods.
He slid to the floor, resting his head against the wall as he tried to breathe evenly.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇt“Is he still at it?" Ottai asked with dread as he approached.
Vladya didn't answer, knowing Ottai's sensitive hearing could provide the answer.
Ottai paled. "It's been three hours." Three hours? Vladya glanced at the far window. The sun had indeed set. "Her screams have stopped. What if she's..." Ottai trailed off, swallowing hard.
He suddenly looked every bit his three thousand years.
"She's not dead. Just lost consciousness again." "How can you tell?" "I'm older, and I'm the one descending into madness soon. My hearing is off the charts." Then, with a bitter chuckle, he added, "Although the madness part... it seems Daemonikai beatsto it yet again." "Don't even joke about it. The grand king is NOT feral again,” Ottai hissed, sitting beside him. “He is not!" Vladya did not say a word, knowing that beneath all that anger was fear-and uncertainty. Ottai was trying to convince himself.
"How could this happen?" Ottai palmed his face as his voice broke. “He found happiness again. He was truly happy. Feral symptoms show when one has no joy, no colors left in their world. Or when something sudden and tragic shoves them into it. Daemonikai experienced none of these things. So how... how could he lose his mind again?" Check updates now on galnovals"I don't know, Tee. I really don't," Vladya said hoarsely. "My theory is... maybe he never truly healed from it.” "What if it's dark magic?" Ottai said. "What if someone did this to him?" Vladya shook his head again, not knowing what to say. At this point, it could be anything.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmOttai spoke again. "But dark magic leaves traces, right?" "It does. If it were dark magic, a huge sacrifice or exchange must be involved for such a ritual of this magnitude to go through. Death would be involved." Vladya looked away. "So far, we have not heard anything." "I pray she remains out for long." Ottai shook his head, staring at the closed door behind him. "Vladya, she is not even in heat. Emeriel does not have the hormonal boost to help with her sexual appetite, stamina, or bodily fluids!" Inside the chamber, a female's pained cry was heard.
"She's awake again." Ottai winced. "Ukrae, that poor girl is awake m again...
Emeriel's screams began anew, cutting through the night's quietness e like thunder. Loud. Broken. Raw.
Vladya pressed his palm against his throbbing head. It was going to be a It was e long dark night.