chapter 87
Helios turned, his body buzzing with raw magic as he saw Lucia in the situation she was
- in.
“get. your. hands. off. Of her” he growled
“off of who?” the man said, giving a toothy grin that showed his cracked tooth “I would nit first, you have to promise to do as we say.” (1
He took a step forward “I said unhand her!” his steps faltered as the man held up his
other hand to the her neck, his hands glowing with a soul trapping spell.
“ah ah ah dear king” he said with the most sarcastic voice “one more step and I would do
whatever I want”
“Helios” Lucia whispered, her life flashing through her eyes as she felt the burn of the
magic, and not in a good way
The luminous orb of Helios, once a beacon of unwavering power, now flickered erratically,
its brilliance tainted by an unsettling instability. Within the hallowed halls of the citadel,
Helios struggled with a tempestuous surge of magic that defied his every attempt at
control.
He tightened his fists, trying his possible best to keep his powers at bay as they seemed like it was going to destroy the castle.it seemed impossible though since the ground
rumbled under their feet. The rebel didn’t look as confident as he looked earlier
But amidst the turmoil of the realm, it was the sight of Lucia, being mishandled by the that ignited an inferno within Helios’s soul. Lucia, looked troubled, fear was written in
bold letters across her face, something that didn’t sit well with him.
Helios stood resolute, his luminous gaze fixed upon the heart of the fray where Lucia, his
beloved, stood ensnared in the clutches of the enemy.
With a primal roar that echoed across the blood–soaked fields, Helios unleashed the full
might of his magic, a torrential cascade of radiant energy that rent the very fabric of reality asunder. The air crackled with the intensity of his power as arcs of incandescent light danced across the heavens, casting the battlefield in an ethereal glow.
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But amidst the splendor of his unleashed brilliance, there lurked a darkness, a
tempestuous fury born of desperation and despair. For Lucia, his mate, ex–mate, held in
the grip of the enemy’s grasp, was the beacon that ignited the inferno within his soul, driving him to the brink of madness in his quest to save her.
The man didn’t see it coming. He didn’t have time to brace himself for the impact that hit him, pulling him away from Lucia, without moving a single strand of her hair. She fell to her knees from relief. She gasped for air as she had been holding her breath as one single breath in the wrong direction would have killed her. She looked at Helios. He was fully changed. This was the first time she ever saw him. It was..
She could not wrap her head around what she was seeing. His skin was pale, like sickly
pale and then his eyes were not the usual white of when he was using his powers, no. they
were dark this time around.
“fucking run!” it was a woman that said it. everyone seemed to be running for their dear life but Helios didn’t care. He was focused on the man that dared to cause such fright on
Lucia’s face. It was as though he was in another world of his own.
The grand citadel, once a bastion of strength and splendor, now quaked beneath the
weight of Helios’s unleashed fury. A new fear gripped Lucia, her heart heavy with dread, bore witness to the cataclysmic tempest that threatened to consume all in its path.
With each tremor that reverberated through the castle’s foundations, Lucia felt the weight of responsibility pressing down upon her shoulders like a leaden mantle. For though Helios, her former mate, had once been a beacon of unwavering resolve, he now stood ensnared in the grip of a primal rage that defied reason.
With trembling hands, Lucia ventured forth into the heart of the storm, her every step a testament to the courage that burned within her soul. Amidst the chaos that engulfed the citadel, she sought out Helios, her voice a fragile whisper amidst the deafening roar of
destruction.
“Helios,” she called out, her voice laced with an urgency born of desperation. “Please, you must listen to me.”
But her words were lost amidst the tempest, swallowed up by the cacophony of battle that raged unabated. With each passing moment, the walls of the citadel groaned beneath the strain of Helios’s unleashed magic, threatening to crumble into dust at any moment.
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Yet still, Lucia pressed on, her determination unyielding in the face of adversity. With every fiber of her being, she reached out to Helios, seeking to break through the veil of rage that clouded his mind.
“Helios, please,” she pleaded, her voice cracking with emotion. He turned to look at her, his eyes looked lifeless, lacking emotions.
Helios, consumed by his fury, seemed deaf to her entreaties. His magic blazed with an intensity that bordered on madness, tearing through the castle’s defenses with a relentless ferocity that left Lucia reeling in its wake.
“Helios,” she whispered, her words carrying upon the wind like a fragile prayer. “Please, come back to me. I need you.”
And in that fleeting moment, amidst the chaos and destruction that threatened to consume them whole, Lucia dared to hope that her plea would reach the heart of the man she once knew, and lead him back from the brink of oblivion.
He blinked as if trying to bring himself back to reality. “Lucia” he mumbled looking at her with a smile. He looked to the threat who laid on the floor, passed out from the fear of Helios true form. It was an usual for royals to show their true for as it was more terrifying the higher the power.
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“I am sorry you had to see that ” she didn’t care as she barely registered what he said as she threw herself into her arms
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how dis shethrow herself into her own arms? and if kissing him increased his strength earlier, then why doesn’t later.
Erika potter
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