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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onto the form within the cage. Despite

eyes widening as he turned to Zaiper. "I thought you said

job

iron shards dissolved in a solution infused

head. The chains around its limbs clinked ominously

Those who had been slouching in their

flash of lightning illuminated

rain began to fall. The gentle patter on the stone was barely heard over the hushed whispers of the crowd. "What's happening?" Zaiper's voice was

mane smoothed into dark, flowing hair. The

dropped in the stunned silence that

there, in front of thousands of astonished Urekai, the beast completed its

moments before, now sat Grand Ring Daemonikai,

in the chains that bound him. With a

erupted in a cacophony of gasps,

"The beast...shifted!"

"The King has returned?"

"Holy Ukrae!"

his surroundings, his gaze sweeping across the arena. His eyes. passed over Vladya...then snapped back, locking onto

strangled sound escaped Vladya's throat. The ceremonial dagger slipped from his nerveless fingers, clattering to the sand. Then, he was moving,

vicious claws as he ran. The massive paws slammed against the cage locks, metal shrieking

The name emerged as a hoarse whisper,

with so many emotions he couldn't name. Trembling hands reached out, ghosting over familiar features

that always held a fiery purpose, a mouth that was either set in a grim line or curled into a mocking

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Vladya had thought

with tears. "Please, tell me you are in 1-there. Tell me you are back." Daemonikai's

words.

same... emotional wreck. V.D," he

himself into Daemonikai in a fierce hug. A tired chuckle rumbled in Daemon's chest.

eyes, spilling onto Daemon's shoulder. "Please tell

"I am...here to...stay."

again." Vladya choked out, his

is big body trembled.

voice was a

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