They kept the witch sedated with herbs, and every tRousse checked on her, she was still unconscious. That witch was their ticket to becoming powerful and free again Or so the foolish Marius thought... but that night, Victoria showed him what true power looked like. coon "Step back! Now!" they jolted when her sharp voice rang out from the forest. Marius turned and swallowed hard. She had a more masculine look now, but those leather pants hugged her ass in a way that was just too sexy.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇt"Vicky, how can I help you?" he walked toward her. He had to admit-this female had him hooked. He wanted to be on her side. "With nothing," she said flatly, her brow furrowed. "Thanks for your hard work, but I'll take it from here. Step aside... unless you want to die." She warned them and stepped forward, followed closely by the towering Rousse. ---- Victoria looked at the resurrected undead. "Too weak," she muttered.
For this war, she needed skilled warriors, powerful vampires, a general drenched in blood and without mercy. "I summon you and rip you from your graves! Scum like you don't deserve to rest in peace!" She shouted from the center of that wasteland full of forgotten tombs, nameless holes, withered crosses. She raised her hands and began to chant words far too dark for this world. The clouds cleared, and the moon began to shine directly over her, its glow laced with shadows and blood-red hues.
Like the blood dripping from the wounds on Victoria's wrists, spilling onto the dark earth. It slithered like a living snake, forming letters and spells The ground began to quake, and Marius ran to the edge of the forest. Edgar, beside him, shifted nervously. Something grotesque whispered in the wind, which now howled ---- violently. The trembling beneath their boots almost threw them to the ground. Victoria's body was surrounded by scarlet threads pouring from her pores.
A massive crack tore through the wasteland. Chains rattled and mechanisms buried deep began to turn and rise. Marius could hardly believe what was emerging from the abyss formed out of nothing. A gigantic door, misty, black, and terrifying, slowly rising, covered in cadaverous forms. What kind of summoning was this? And worse... What the hell was about to cout of those doors that were now swinging wide open? A commanding roar echoed from the woman whose back was still turned in the distance. Her hair whipped through the air, rising above mortals like a true Goddess of Death. Fearless. Untamed. Unbelievable. Defying immortality itself. ---- Just how powerful was Victoria? They were about to get a small taste... And still, they hadn't learned, getting in a Viad's way only ever leads to ruin.
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