THE BLOODBOUND: THE ETERNAL CURSE

ffocating, like an ancient storm that had come to swallow us whole. The trembling of the palace beneath us only added to my gr

s were wide, flickering nervously between me and Elias. His pulse-I could hear

y forming beneath my armor. My mind raced, trying to sift through the chaos, but Elias's presence felt like

tarted, but Elias cut me off,

us like a predator relishing its kill. "Your little team will fall, just

ing to bend me to his will, to make me cower. But I couldn't let him see it. I couldn't let him feel that crack

f power. Elias was preparing something far worse than I had anticipated. But what? My thoughts were scattered, and my

, his eyes narrowing, flashing with something d

ould feel it pressing against my chest like a vice. My heart raced, and every muscle in my body screamed in protest. I tried to mo

t power beyond anything I had ever faced. My breathing grew shallow, and my body ach

ith us and testing

he hold, but it was clear we were all helpless against Elias's power. He c

yself from the abyss of Elias's influence. I couldn't

ruel smirk. "And when I'm done with you, nothing will b

ster it before a sudden burst of fire exploded into the room, the heat searing through the air. E

e

o much, who had been pushed too far. Her bow was drawn, the arrow still smoki

gain her attention. "Stay b

tring pulled taut, ready to release another shot. I reached for

e bow clattered to the ground as she fell to her knees, her face twisted

rce Elias was still exerting over us. But it wasn't enough.

r face. Her breaths came in shallow gasps, her chest rising and

warning, Elias s

he crumpled to the ground. D

rt sha

attention back to me. "You're nothing but a weapon-an e

sion darkening. Rage roared through me, thick and suffocating, but there wa

ed, shaking me out of my

d against Elias's control, his fists clenched in defiance. But E

gritted teeth, my voice barely a whi

ftly from its sheath. The cold steel fel

the cold fury that had taken root in my chest. But Elias was ready. He moved with impossible

ce thick with mockery. "You've always been a tool. An

htened, and I could feel my life slipping away with every passing second. My vi

ye

of hope. I could feel the edge of my desperati

sn't

uldn

agger into his side. The blade sunk deep into his flesh, and for the first

s all I

ll lodged in his side, and blood-a thick, black ichor-poured from the

ither

fire of vengeance that had been kindled since the moment I started this miss

I growled, blood dripping