NovelEnglishChapter 170 ---- VAMPIRE KING So I got up, barely able to breathe, and screaming like a madman, I lunged at her with my claws and fangs bared.
She lunged attoo.
We fought like we did in the past, only this tit was to the deathno more games.
My attacks aimed for her throat, her eyes, her chest, her weak spots.
But she just dodged and dodged, toying withlike a pet, leadingexactly where she wanted me.
Suddenly, her hand grabbed my head, her claws digging in so deep that I thought shed crush my brain into pulp.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtFurious and desperate, I struck at her chest, trying to wound herbut it didnt even faze her.
Her beautiful, cruel face ccloser, filled with hatred and resentment.
"Dont think itll be that easy, Kael.
As long as I liveand this tI plan to live for a very long timeyou will always be by my side.
Isnt that what you wanted? Didnt you crave my blood and power?" Her vicious words froze me.
Her claws sank deeper and deeper into my skull, and the pain broughtto my knees.
I gripped her wrist in desperation, clenching my teeth to keep from groaning in agony and humiliation.
"Go to hell, damn you, Gabrielle! You and your daughter can rot! If only you had been mine...
If you'd just looked atonce, none of this would have happened!" I roared, shoving her away and freeing myself, dizziness washing overas more and more blood streamed down from the holes in my head.
---- I tried to stand, but I couldn'tnothing in my body would respond! Asearing burn coursed through my veins, like acid instead of life-giving blood.
"Giveback what belongs to me, thief," she said, calm and unwavering.
Unshaken, towering overlike always.
They called her the Merciful One, but only I knew how bloodthirsty this woman could be with her enemies.
"Aaahhh!" I couldnt hold back the scream as Gabrielle's blood began pouring from every pore and cavity in my body.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmShe was drainingalive.
I crawled across the golden floor, trying to escapel knew she wouldnt killso easily.
No, she would torturefor centuries.
Itried to summon my power again, but another scream tore from my cam frommy! throat when my arm was ripped clean off my body.
Through the blinding pain and tears of blood, I looked toward the Om entrancelto Umbros prison. I could feel its unstable vibrations.
Asuicidal idea crept into my mind.
Idrather die quickly than suffer a slow, agonizing torment for centuries.
At least, if I didnt survive, neither would her damn precious daughter.
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