You will suffer for it.

Beatrice

As soon as Zane broke free from the binds we had put him in, I knew we were in for total chaos. I watched from a corner, my heart pounding in my chest, unable to tear my eyes away from the scene unfolding before me. It was surreal, like something out of a nightmare.

Zane had turned into something unrecognizable—a monster. His muscles bulged, his eyes glowed with a malevolent light, and an aura of raw power radiated from him. We had underestimated him, and now we were paying the price.

Amanda stood bravely before him, her stance strong and determined. I could see the tension in her body, the resolve in her eyes.

"Zane, you don't have to do this," she pleaded, her voice steady despite the obvious danger. "We can help you. Whatever you're going through, we can find a way to fix it."

But Zane only laughed, a sound that sent chills down my spine. "Help me? You think you can help me?" he sneered, his voice dripping with disdain.

"I don't need your help, Amanda. I don't need any