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Chapter 117: The Bloodlines

Author: Ariana Stones
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Emma.

The chamber filled with blinding light as the Seals' power reached its zenith. Through squinted eyes, I watched the original family members' forms begin to dissolve like smoke in strong wind. But instead of the violent end they'd feared, something unexpected happened.

"They're... transforming," Marcus breathed, his voice heavy with wonder.

Indeed, as their artificial power stripped away, something else emerged – their true forms, not the twisted parasitic shapes we'd glimpsed before, but something almost human. They were becoming what they perhaps should have been all along: just another part of the supernatural world, not its masters.

"Well, that's anticlimactic," Tara muttered, though her voice shook slightly. "All this time, they were just... people? Super-powered, definitely needs-therapy people, but still?"

"Sometimes the scariest monsters are just scared themselves," Mom said softly, her Seal's light beginning to dim as the transformation completed.

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