RedNovelChapter 475
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WHO HAS THE LAST LAUGH NARRATOR Sigrid was desperate.
There had to be a magical portal somewhere in these walls, the ceiling...
Damn it! she exploded, filled with rage and helplessness.
Silas was strong, but she was still afraid.
They never should have split up.
suddenly, in the middle of her despair, a sharp pain shot through her chest, too intense to ignore.
She clutched her sternum.
Goddess, what the hell was this now? Her mind was in chaos, her vision blurry as her hands frantically searched,
feeling stone by stone, trying to find the magical opening.
She had to calm down.
She blamed it on her frantic state.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtShe was losing control.
Electra thrashed inside her prison, more deranged than ever, screaming to be set free.
Not now, you crazy bitch! she roared, locking her spirit down with everything she had.
She couldnt afford to divide her power right now, weakening herself just to keep Electra at bay.
---- But Sigrid had forgotten she wasnt alone in the roomsomeone else was there.
Someone who mattered very much to the body she was inhabiting.
Amid the chaos and the flames devouring everything in their path, a sudden, chilling sense of imminent danger
made every hair on her body stand on end.
AAAHHHH! A searing pain ripped through her as she looked down in disbelief the tip of a dagger had pierced her
chest.
Blood spilled, soaking her dress, painting it with a deep crimson stain.
Stunned, Sigrid turned to see the elemental trembling in front of her naked, his skin covered in curses, strange
tattoos marking his face, thick black veins bulging around his panicked eyes.
Jo.
I didnt mean to...
I didnt mean to...
he kept repeating in a loop.
Sigrid knew full well he hadnt done it of his own will.
This was Lucrecias little trap, set for the moment she would lie with the slave.
She glanced at the bed, where the shackles had cundone on their own.
He had pulled the dagger from somewhere, and the moment she let her guard down, he had followed the
command planted deep in ---- his mind.
Rage and fury consumed her while he only sobbed, repeating that he hadnt meant to.
He started screaming hysterically, clawing at his own face, digging bloody gashes into his skin, shrieking in
agony, begging for death.
Sigrid seized him by the throat in an instant, lifting him into the air, fire roaring inside her.
Electra called to him, demanded to be freed, to protect her soulmate.
Sigrid tightened her grip viciously, the pain from her wound burning in her chest, her blood and strength slipping
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The slave's body convulsed, his eyes rolling back, oxygen slipping from his brain.
you fight so hard! But if you had him under your control, youd still make him suffer, use him as nothing more
than a breeding tool, you wretched monster! she roared at Electra.
Life was slipping from her grasp.
But at the last momentmercy won.
She imagined Silas could have been just like this poor wretch.
No choices, stolen from his home, turned into nothing.
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