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
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froze. Their gazes locked onto the form within the cage. Despite the veil of darkness that cloaked the arena, the feral's movements were
to Zaiper. "I thought
job
did," Zaiper said, confidently. Three vials of iron shards dissolved in a solution
head. The chains around its limbs clinked
gasp rose from the audience. Those who had been slouching in their seats leaned forward, their eyes
flash of lightning illuminated the
patter on the stone was barely heard over the hushed whispers of the crowd. "What's happening?" Zaiper's voice
Awild mane smoothed into dark, flowing hair. The transformation
in the stunned silence that
thousands of astonished
sat
in the chains that bound him. With a flex of his powerful muscles,
in a cacophony
"The beast...shifted!"
"The King has returned?"
"Holy Ukrae!"
his gaze sweeping across the arena. His eyes. passed over Vladya...then snapped back, locking onto
vicious claws as he ran. The massive paws slammed against the cage locks, metal shrieking in protest before shattering. He ripped the door open, his hand human once more as he crawled inside,
name emerged as a hoarse whisper, thick with
name. Trembling hands reached out, ghosting over familiar features unseen
that was either set in a grim
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had thought was lost
are in 1-there. Tell me you are back."
words.
the same... emotional wreck. V.D," he rasped,
voice, shattered the last vestiges of Vladya's composure. A sob tore from his throat as he shoved himself into Daemonikai in a fierce hug. A tired chuckle
spilling onto Daemon's shoulder. "Please
"I am...here to...stay."
me you will never leave again." Vladya choked
is big body trembled.
voice was a
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