Chapter 194 The Power Of The Markings

• ~ Elara~
• The battlefield was a blur of blood and shadows, my vision clouded by the pain in my body and the overwhelming presence of Cassandra, towering above me. Her Lycan form loomed over everything, the darkness swirling around her like a living entity, feeding off her rage and malice. I was barely able to stand, every breath a struggle as I pushed through the pain. But I couldn’t stop. Not now.
• Cassandra laughed, the sound echoing across the battlefield like a death knell. “Why do you keep fighting, Elara?” she mocked, her voice dark and guttural. “You’re already defeated. You’re nothing compared to me. This land, your people—it’s all mine now.”