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The Prophecy's Pawn CHAPTER 29: Whispers in the Dark
Kyara's POVThe air around me felt colder and heavier as if the place was alive and pressing on my chest. Staring at the shadowy figure, my heart raced against my ribs. Its presence seemed to hinder the light from the room, leaving just an eerie flicker of flames on the walls."Who are you?" My voice was more steady than I felt, even if the pendant around my neck throbbed like a second heartbeat.The figure did not move, but its voice drifted through the air like smoke. "The better question, Kyara, is who are you?"I scowled, my fingers brushing across the blade's hilt by my side. "I am not playing games. Answer me."A low chuckle resounded throughout the chamber, sending shivers down my spine. "It's so spicy. "Just like your mom."The mention of her felt like a blow in the stomach. I tightened my grasp on the dagger. "What do you know about my mother?"The figure shifted slightly, and I thought I saw a gleam of eyes in the darkness. "More than you ever will. She was courageous, perha
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Kyara's POVThe whirling shadows twisted about me like serpents, whispering things that I couldn't understand. My pulse pounded in my chest as the figure approached, its presence oppressive. I couldn't see its face, but its intense gaze pierced the emptiness and pinned me in place."Kyara," it murmured, the word sliding off its tongue like a caress. "You're more resilient than I anticipated."I pushed myself to stand higher, even though my knees felt like jelly. "I am done playing your games. "What do you want from me?"It chuckled, the sound echoing across the darkness. "So daring, so defiant. "I admire that about you."I tightened my grasp on the pendant, its heat bringing me back to reality. "Flattery won't work. Answer the question.The apparition cocked its head as if evaluating me. "What I desire," it started, "is exactly what your mother denied me. You."My stomach churned, but I refused to admit weakness. "Why? "What makes me so important to you?""You're special, Kyara," it s
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Kyara's POVThe brightness faded into a stifling darkness, one that seemed more like a palpable force crushing against me than merely the absence of light. My chest clenched as I struggled to take a breath, my fingers seeking blindly for Eric's. He was not there."Eric!" I yelled, but the abyss devoured my voice. My heart pumped with each beat, a frantic appeal for him to respond.Nothing.Panic clutched at me, but suddenly a gentle glimmer flared from the pendant on my chest. It pulsed faintly at first, then brightly and steadily like a heartbeat."Okay," I said, gripping it like a lifeline. "You've brought me here. "Now, show me where to go."The pendant warmed up in response, sending threads of light into the darkness. They twisted and danced, creating a route ahead. I did not hesitate.My movements were cautious and delicate at first, but the threads beneath my feet hardened into a glittering trail that stretched into the emptiness. The air around me altered, becoming colder and h
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Kyara's POVThe roar rang through the woods, deep and guttural, like a warning that shook my bones. Eric tensed alongside me, his body coiled tight, bracing for whatever appeared from the darkness. The pendant in my grasp seemed heavier, and its feeble glimmer projected jagged shapes across the woodland floor."Stay behind me," Eric said, his voice hard yet low and his fingers holding his blade."Not a chance," I said, my tone rougher than intended. "You can't face them alone."The dark individuals began to emerge, coming into the little light that filtered through the woods. They were grotesque, humanoid but twisted, with claws glinting like onyx and eyes shining like molten gold.The man with silver eyes stood in the middle of them, his sneer more evident, arrogant, and malicious. I told you, Kyara. You've only just begun to grasp the gravity of the situation."His attention shifted to Eric. "And you, the steadfast defender. So noble. Very predictable. What would you do when she know
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Kyara's POVThe woman's green robes swirled with each careful stride she made, her gaze fixed on me as if she could see directly into my soul."Grave danger?" I repeated, my voice unsteady but defiant. "Care to elaborate, or is cryptic the only language everyone speaks these days?"Eric's body tightened alongside mine, his blade still in grasp. "Step any closer, and we'll have a problem."She paused a few steps away, raising her hands in a peaceful gesture. "I'm not your enemy," she answered quietly, her voice smooth as water over stone. "But if you don't listen to me, you won't survive the night.""That's not exactly comforting," I said, looking at Eric. His jaw was firm, and his gaze never left the woman."Who are you?" He demanded. "And why should we trust anything you say?"She paused, her gaze shifting between us before resting on me. "My name is Elyra," she eventually said. "Let's just say I've been watching. "That pendant," she motioned toward the bright thing in my palm, "isn'
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Kyara's POVThe silver-eyed guy stood in the doorway, draining the warmth out of the room. The fire on the hearth flickered as if caught in a sudden wind, and the shadows on the walls stretched and twisted strangely.Elyra did not flinch. "You've overstepped, Malric," she hissed with a voice like hardened steel. "This is not your domain."Malric grinned, his silver eyes shining like icy moonlight. "My domain is wherever that pendant resides," he continued, his gaze shifting to me. "And, oh, how brightly it calls to me."I tightened my grasp on the pendant, the heat radiating from my hand. Eric stood behind me, his hand hovering near his blade, his body tensed like a spring about to shatter."Stay behind me," Eric said quietly but firmly."Not a chance," I said, my voice stronger than I felt.Malric's grin broadened as he went farther into the room. The air appeared to thicken with his presence, making it difficult to breathe. "Ah, the brave little wielder," he said. "Do you even know
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Kyara's POVThe world was brilliant, and the heat from the pendant spread like wildfire in my palm. I didn't know if my feet were still on the ground or floating in the light, but I held my breath and clung to the energy coursing through me.The light suddenly faded away as fast as it had emerged, curling inward like a rubber band. The woods returned, quiet and unsettlingly tranquil. Something, however, was different. Malric had left, and the oppressive weight of his presence had eased. My legs collapsed, and I barely had time to breathe as Eric placed his hands on my shoulders to keep me stable."Kyara," he said, his voice desperate. "Are you alright?" Express yourself."I'm fine," I said, my voice quivering. My thoughts vibrated, yet I felt lighter as if I had let go of a weight I hadn't realized I was carrying.Elyra approached, her emerald robes brushing over the wood floor. "He's been temporarily banished," she murmured, darting her gaze across the clearing. "But it won't hold hi
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The Prophecy's Pawn CHAPTER 128: The Soul's Reckoning
Kyara's POVThe void extended indefinitely, absorbing all sounds but the faint echo of my breath. It was a stillness that did not provide me serenity but rather pushed the boundaries of my sanity. My other self—this twisted reflection of myself—stood still, her eyes molten gold, her presence a torrent of strength and terror."You're trembling," she murmured, cutting through the silence like a razor. "Are you afraid, Kyara?""No," I lied, my hands trembling at my sides."Liar." Her smirk broadened, but there was no enjoyment in it. "You should be." This location... This is not for the faint of heart. "It does not reward hesitation."I straightened my shoulders, disregarding the pain in my chest and the weight of her stare. "I've fought my way through worse."Her laughter was low and unpleasant. "No, you have not. Not yet. "But you will."The nothingness rippled, a wave extending outward as if her words possessed a force I could not perceive. It was then that I discovered the truth abou
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Kyara's POVWhen the light faded, I was falling rather than standing. There's no ground to grab me, no horizon to guide me. Just limitless emptiness, as if the cosmos had split apart and cast me adrift in its hollow heart.The air was heavy with the aroma of ash and something metallic, sharp, like the aftermath of a tremendous storm. My body felt weightless, but not in a comfortable way. It was the weightlessness of surrender, the loss of all control. But the fire inside me raged on, and I couldn't stop my heartbeat."Is this it?" I muttered to no one, my voice scarcely heard over the rumbling abyss.The voice sliced through the darkness, smooth and mocking. "Oh, it's far from over."I twisted, or rather the space around me did, and there he was: the shadow man. His red eyes shone like dying stars, and his presence felt like a cold sword across my spine. He was not alone. The golden-eyed lady emerged from the cloud, her sneer sharper than before."You thought you could end this with a
