Captive Slave 99
Chapter 99
LAST CHAPTER FOR PART 1.
GRAND LORD VLADYA
Vladya's fists, clenched in a white-knuckled grip, slowly unfurled as the soldiers secured the cage in the center of the arena. Zaiper's voice droned on, a meaningless litany of ritual and tradition, but Vladya barely heard it.
He had spent the night poring over ancient texts, the complex lines of the Xaal Theh Zeek spell swirling in his mind. Even now, he traced the sigils with his thoughts, a rehearsal for what was to come.
The air was thick with the scent of sorrow and anguish, threatening to suffocate him. The wails of the women cut through the night, a mournful chorus that made Vladya's gut clench
Zaiper remained unfazed as he continued with the rituals. After the readings came the moment of execution, where Daemonikai would be killed forever.
But not on Vladya's watch..
Not if he had anything to say about it.
He could feel the power of Xaal Theh Zeek thrumming beneath his skin. The forbidden spell ready to unleash
Vladya had no idea what he had been expecting after the beast drank from the boy, but as the hours passed and the time for Daemon to be eliminated drew closer, the feeling of disappointment was almost crippling.
It irritated him. They had agreed a long time ago that miracles did not happen. Vladya had been a fool to think that one might occur from a mere bloodfeeding.
"And now," Zaiper's voice boomed through the arena. "We proceed with the termination." He gestured grandly to the healers. "Bring forth the blades."
The healers emerged, their faces pale and drawn, bearing three ceremonial daggers on velvet cushions, their poisoned tips glinting in the firelight.. Each Grand Lord accepted their weapon.
With a synchronized movement, they rose from their thrones, their heavy robes swirling around them like cloaks. One by one, they descended the steps into the arena, each footfall a heavy drumbeat in the suffocating silence.
Vladya gripped the dagger's hilt, its cold metal a stark contrast to the turmoil raging within him. The execution was brutally simple. They would approach the cage, partially shift into their beast forms, and plunge the dagger deep into the feral's abdomen. As they neared the cage, Vladya initiated the first step of the mind exchange ritual.
Opening his mind, he began to hum a low, resonant tune.
A deafening thunderclap ripped through the tense silence. Its echo boomed, shaking the very foundations of the arena
Murmurs rippled through the crowd, growing into cries of mourning and grief.
As if in answer, a jagged bolt of lightning split the sky, momentarily illuminating the scene with an eerie glow.
Another thunderclap, even louder than the first, shook the earth
Then, the beast stirred
Sat, Dec 28 GO.
55%
gazes locked onto the form within the cage. Despite the veil of darkness that
Ottai's voice cracked, his eyes widening as he turned to Zaiper. "I
job
they did," Zaiper said, confidently. Three vials of iron
The chains around its limbs clinked ominously as
rose from the audience. Those who had been slouching in their seats leaned forward, their eyes fixed on
lightning illuminated the
stone was barely heard over the hushed whispers of the crowd. "What's happening?" Zaiper's voice was a growing panic, his composure cracking. And then, before their very
mane smoothed into dark, flowing hair. The transformation
pin could have dropped in
of thousands of astonished Urekai, the beast
now sat Grand Ring Daemonikai, the tranquilizer darts scattered around
With a flex of his powerful muscles, they shattered like
in a cacophony of gasps,
"The beast...shifted!"
"The King has returned?"
"Holy Ukrae!"
King Daemonikai appeared disoriented as he took in his surroundings, his gaze sweeping across the arena. His eyes. passed
The ceremonial dagger slipped from his nerveless fingers, clattering to
ran. The massive paws slammed against the cage locks, metal shrieking in protest before shattering. He
whisper, thick with
Trembling hands reached out, ghosting over familiar features unseen for
was either set in a grim line or curled into a
Sat, Dec 28
Chapter 99
Vladya had thought was
face, his eyes filled with tears. "Please, tell me you are in 1-there. Tell me you are back." Daemonikai's eyes fluttered open again, green irises clouded with exhaustion. His throat worked as he struggled
words.
still... the same... emotional wreck. V.D," he rasped, his
tore from his throat as he shoved himself into Daemonikai in a fierce hug. A tired chuckle rumbled
Vladya's eyes, spilling onto Daemon's shoulder. "Please
"I am...here to...stay."
leave again." Vladya
is big body trembled.
his voice was a
Update Chapter 97 of That Prince Is A Girl The Vicious King's Captive Slave Mate by Kiss Leilani
Announcement That Prince Is A Girl The Vicious King's Captive Slave Mate by Kiss Leilani has updated Chapter 97 with many amazing and unexpected details. In fluent writing, In simple but sincere text, sometimes the calm romance of the author Kiss Leilani in Chapter 97 takes us to a new horizon. Let's read the Chapter 97 That Prince Is A Girl The Vicious King's Captive Slave Mate by Kiss Leilani series here. Search keys: That Prince Is A Girl The Vicious King's Captive Slave Mate by Kiss Leilani Chapter 97