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HELLBOUND HEART
Chapter 368 Unsettling silence
The floor beneath Elle's feet suddenly shook, causing her to wobble. As she started to sway, a gasp escaped her lips, thinking she might crash onto the cold, hard ground.
But just in the nick of time, Gav reached out and grabbed her arm, pulling her back upright. "Thanks," she mumbled, her voice shaky from the surprise. He nodded, his eyes scanning the surroundings, trying to decipher the cause of the sudden tremor.
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"E-earthquake?" Elle stammered, her eyes wide.
"I don't believe so," he replied calmly. His gaze darted towards the castle, and whatever he saw or noticed in its shadows darkened his expression. "Stay behind me, Izabelle," he cautioned. "Entering this castle might not be the best decision right now. It's not safe."
"But Sebastian is in there!" Elle protested.
"I know," Gav replied firmly. "But there's something wrong inside. It's more than just a fight."
As if on cue, another tremor shook the ground, softer this time but no less ominous. Elle's heart raced; images from her nightmare flashed before her eyes. She felt an urge to run into the castle, to find Sebastian.
Without thinking, she tried to move forward. But Gav stopped her. "Don't' go," he urged. "Zeke asked me to keep you safe. So please, stay here."
"Seb might be in danger right now!"
Gav's eyes met Elle's, and whatever he saw in her expression made him sigh in surrender. "Fine. I'll go find him. But you stay here. Promise me you'll stay here."
Torn, Elle's hands balled into fists at her sides. She wanted nothing more than to plunge into the castle herself, to be at Sebastian's side. But fear gripped her. What if her presence made things worse? What if Elijah uses her as a pawn against Sebastian again?
She knew Gav was strong. He could even be stronger than she'd ever imagined. Because Zeke himself said, this man was going to be the King of darkness after all. She could definitely trust him!
When Elle finally gave him a small nod, a hint of relief softened Gav's stern expression. "Good. Stay here. I'll come back once I've assessed the situation inside."
And then, with a swiftness that left her startled, Gav transformed into a haze of smoke and vanished.
Another lightning struck followed by a tremor came as soon as Gav was gone, causing Elle to place her hand over her heart, feeling its rapid pace under her fingers. Taking several deep breaths, she tried to will her anxiety away. She needed clarity now, more than ever. Giving into panic wouldn't help anyone.
After grounding herself, Elle decided it was best to stay hidden. So she focused her energy and cloaked herself in invisibility. She couldn't risk getting caught. Not now. Not ever! But the storm continued raging, filling the sky with loud crashes of thunder and bright flashes of lightning. Elle, soaked and alone, could feel the ground shake beneath her every now and then. Nobody needed to tell her that even this storm right now was not natural; it felt like it was made on purpose, a noisy, flashy cover for something happening inside the Reigns castle.
As she stood there, she couldn't help but think about all these power that the Reigns possess. The power it would take to create a storm like this was beyond what Elle could grasp. It was scary but also a bit comforting. The Reigns were just incredible. But a chill ran down Elle's spine as she remembered that their enemy right now was a Reign too. Power like this, she realized, was actually as deadly as it was protective.
Another jolt from the ground, stronger this time, sent Elle tumbling to the wet ground. She was still for a moment, catching her breath, when an unsettling silence fell. The thunder and lightning had suddenly stopped; only the rain, steady and cold, kept pouring.
Elle's heart pounded in her chest, so loud she could hear it over the rain. Something wasn't right. She should be relieved that the ground wasn't shaking anymore, but the quiet was as scary as the noise had been. If not scarier! It felt like everything – the storm, the shaking, whatever happening inside the castle – had suddenly frozen.
A sick feeling curled in Elle's stomach. Gav was still inside, and every silent second that ticked by made her worry grow. Why wasn't he back yet? Elle stood. Every part of her hoping to hear a sound. But there was nothing. Just quiet. The longer the silence stretched, the more worried and scared she became. It felt like the quiet was wrapping around her, tighter and tighter, until she felt she had to move or she'd be trapped by it. Elle's foot moved, almost of its own accord. "I'm sorry, Gav," she whispered. "I know I promised, but you said you'd come back. Yet…"
Biting her lip, Elle steeled herself and rushed towards the massive doors. She bravely pushed against it until a creak echoed, the sound amplified by the unsettling silence that dominated the atmosphere. Inside, the silence felt even more extreme. It was thick and suffocating, filling every corner, every space, as though the castle itself held its breath in fearful anticipation of something. What's going on?
Elle's heart thudded loudly in her chest, each beat echoing the rising tension as she ventured deeper into the castle. She couldn't see anyone due to the darkness but a sharp, metallic smell hinted at something more sinister. It was the unmistakable scent of blood.
Pushing aside her fears, Elle pressed on. Until she sensed a strange energy that was oddly familiar. It reminded her of the time she'd been in that cave when Prince Ezekiel and Gav had appeared out of nowhere. This must be Gav's power, right?
Without hesitation, Elle followed it, hoping it might lead her to Gav.
With every step, this energy grew stronger, guiding her like an invisible thread. Just as she realized it was leading her to the grand throne hall, Elle's feet froze mid-step.
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HELLBOUND HEART
Chapter 369 Stay back
Gav was right there, standing quietly and seemingly immersed in a extreme concentration. His arms, stretched forward, were entwined with a massive circle of dark energy. It pulsed and swirled, a terrifying yet mesmerizing spectacle that seemed to breathe with a life of its own, imbibing the air with a forbidding and otherworldly majesty.
The dome-like energy, dark and potent, radiated an ominous illumination casting dim highlights upon Gav's features. He appeared untouched, a mysterious tranquility gracing his features. Before Elle could reach him, Gav's gaze met hers. His voice, steady yet tinged with an unspoken intensity, cut through the silence. "You promised me you're not going to move, young lady," he chided gently.
Elle's retort was immediate, a mix of relief and anxiety lending her voice a fervent edge. "You said you'd come back." Gav's smile, subtle and laced with a helpless amusement, broke through the seriousness of the moment. "I guess, you looked more patient than you actually are," he commented.
"Please… where is Seb? What is… going on?"
Gav's expression became a little grave. "Sebastian is inside. Still fighting with Elijah right now. And forgive me, but I cannot let you in. Too dangerous."
"Is he alright? He's doing fine, right?" "Well…" Gav's hesitation only amplified the erratic beats of Elle's anxious heart. "He's somehow holding on. That Elijah has gone mad it appears."
"Let's help him, Gav… please." Elle pleaded. Gav's answer was enough to shake her core. Sebastian was supposed to be stronger than Elijah! Even if Elijah was mad, Sebastian could still take him down. Alexander had told her that before, that Sebastian was way stronger than Elijah. So why? How was Seb just somehow holding on? Did Elijah use some underhanded tactic on him again?
"I can't. I need to focus on this barrier to keep the two of them inside. It would be catastrophic if they get out. They would cause massive chaos outside if that happens." Gav told her honestly. "And Sebastian asked me himself to stay out of the fight and just make sure the barrier will not be breached no matter what. I can only do as he says since controlling my magic in this world is not as easy as I've expected. In fact, it's incredibly hard. I'm certain that I will only end up causing more trouble for everyone if I join this fight."
"But… Seb…" "I know you're worried but I'm certain the last thing Sebastian would want right now is you suddenly entering the danger zone and endangering yourself."
A resonant crash cut through their dialogue, causing Elle's breath to catch. …
Inside the barrier, the throne hall was reduced to a battleground. Elijah's chilling laughter, sardonic and haunting, rippled through the air. His eyes alit with the sinister glow of corruption, bore an unhinged semblance of power. Every movement was accentuated by a soffucating energy that pulsed and swirled around him, rendering the atmosphere thick with an indescribable menace.
Sebastian was visibly overpowered. His attire was now marred, bloodied and torn.
"Get up, Sebastian," Elijah taunted sardonically, his voice dripping with derision. Sebastian, though battered and weakened, attempted to rise from rubbles.
But before he could muster his stance, the corrupted vampire lunged forward with a savage glee. A force, dark and potent, accompanied his strike, and once more, Sebastian was crashed hard against the barrier.
As the haunting echo of the crash faded, a chilling silence reigned, broken only by Sebastian's ragged breathing and the sharp sound of his blood splattering onto the cold stone.
Pushing through the pain, Sebastian lifted his head. His eyes, ablaze with a fierce crimson glow, defiantly met Elijah's gaze. "How pathetic. Why do you keep standing when you know you're useless against me?" Elijah launched a swift kick, connecting with Sebastian's face. The force was so brutal it sent Sebastian sprawling across the hall, skidding painfully on the ground.
"This is boring! You're such a weakling, Sebastian!" Elijah's voice dripped with scorn. As he flexed his hand, his nails darkened and elongated, transforming into a very long and razor-sharp blades, a grotesque manifestation of his corrupted power.
Walking like zombie, Elijah approached Sebastian with a predatory gleam in his eyes. "What must be done to a weakling? They must be chopped to death. Your royal body did entertain me for a bit. But it's time to move on to the next fool who dares to stand against a godly being like me! Hahaha! Perhaps... whoever is behind this formidable barrier will be next!"
Elijah, intoxicated by his own power and consumed by his newfound god-complex, was getting closer to Sebastian. The cold, metallic sheen of his dark elongated nails reflected the dim lighting of the throne hall.
Sebastian's world swirled into a mix of pain and darkness. And in the middle of all that, a familiar yet desperate voice cut through, a scream that stirred something primal within him. Elle?!!
His heavy lids barely lifted when the scene of horror unfurled before his eyes. Elle - fragile, brave, and defiant - stood between him and Elijah. With every ounce of strength he could muster, Sebastian croaked out a desperate, "N...no... Iza... stay back..." He tried to move, but his body was unresponsive and heavy like a chained stone. Elijah raised his dark, blade-like claws and lunged towards Elle. Time seemed to slow, and in a blink of an eye Sebastian saw a bright red splash of blood. Then Elle fell.
"No!!!" The scream that erupted from Sebastian's core was primal and gut-wrenching. Something dormant, something potent and primal stirred. A surge of energy then exploded from him, unrestrained and cataclysmic. Powerful, dark wings unfurled from his back, and tendrils of pure, demonic magic wrapped around him. It was as if the very essence of night had taken form.
Faster than a blink of an eye, Sebastian shot forward like a comet, colliding with Elijah. Their combined energies were so intense, they consumed the surroundings, plunging everything into complete and utter darkness.
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