215: Not Good
The moment Rett released the attack, Cain moved without hesitation. With a guttural roar that shook the dungeon walls, his body shifted violently. Bones cracked and reshaped, muscles expanding as fur burst through his skin. In a blink, Cain stood between Althea and the incoming darkness, fully transformed into his Lycan
form.
“NO!” Althea screamed.
The shadowed blade slammed into Cain’s chest instead.
The impact was devastating. Dark magic exploded on contact, tearing through fur and flesh as Cain was thrown backward, crashing into the stone wall with enough force to fracture it.
The dungeon trembled violently, dust raining from the ceiling.
“Father!” Althea cried, struggling against Gavriel’s grip.
Cain roared in pain, blood darkened by magic spilling onto the floor. The corruption spread instantly, crawling across his massive frame like black veins.
Rett laughed hysterically. “You see? Even now, you choose her! Die for her then!”
That was enough. Gavriel snapped.
With a feral growl, he lunged forward, his lycan power erupting without restraint. The chains that had once bound Rett shattered as if made of glass. Gavriel grabbed him by the throat, lifting him off the ground with terrifying ease.
“Touch her again,” Gavriel said coldly, his voice echoing unnaturally, “and there will be nothing left of you to judge.”
Rett struggled, clawing at Gavriel’s arm, dark magic flaring wildly around him. But it was useless. Gavriel slammed him into the ground, pinning him with overwhelming force.
Zander raised his hand. His expression was calm, but his eyes were sharp and calculating.
“This ends now.”
Ancient symbols ignited in the air around his palm. The magic he released was precise, devastating, and merciless. A beam of blinding light pierced straight through Rett’s chest.
Rett screamed. Not in rage but in fear.
The dark magic inside him writhed violently, trying to escape, but Zander’s spell consumed him from within. Rett’s body convulsed once, twice, then went still.
Silence followed.
The body collapsed into ash.
Althea barely noticed. She had already broken free from Gavriel and rushed to Cain’s side.
“Father!” she sobbed, dropping to her knees beside his massive form. “Please, stay with me. I can heal you. I
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