Kyra's gaze remained resolute, filled with hostility.
Despite Mondorra's overwhelming spiritual pressure immobilizing her body, Kyra's deep-seated hatred never wavered.
This surprised Mondorra, yet he still held onto a glimmer of hope, believing that no one could resist the allure of power and status, not even his own daughter.
Sadly, he was no longer the father yearning for his daughter's forgiveness. He resembled more of a wild beast seeking validation for his past actions.
Over the years, the rift between Mondorra and Kyra created a delusion in Mondorra's mind, making him believe that his past deeds were wrong.
Nonetheless, Mondorra was determined to seek closure since it had come to this.
"You're right. Your ambition has granted you everything you desired," Kyra said icily. "But if all of this requires sacrificing Mom's life, then both she and I will forever stand against you. I'd rather die here, and you'll never gain our forgiveness."
Hearing this, Mondorra froze in disbelief.
Kyra's words struck him deeply. He had expected her to return to his embrace, but it seemed impossible now.
"Fine! Since you've made your choice, I'll fulfill your wish, and you can soon meet her in the afterlife.
"Kyra, you're too arrogant, so arrogant that you've forgotten you're merely a pawn in my game!"
Mondorra's expression suddenly darkened as he swung his battle axe fiercely toward Kyra.
The current Mondorra was no longer the same as before. He could easily find other women and have more children if he wanted to.
Hence, he had no attachment to Kyra's identity.
No one could stand in his way, and he had no regrets about his past actions.
In a critical moment, Wilbur appeared before Kyra, his fist bursting with lightning strikes and an ice-type shield, calmly blocking Mondorra's battle axe.
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