CHAPTER 91

Maleficent was too fixated on using her ability as the wielder of the darkness that she stupidly failed to realize the dwindling state of her lover. She was too focused on making sure that her plan would not fail that she completely forgot that the man who was standing firm around her – surrounding her like a safe mantle was dying.

And when she felt him stagger against her, all she could do was froze. With him now kneeling in front of her as he heaved a succession of coughs while holding his chest, Maleficent staggered next. Her knees left a soft thud upon the contact on the ground. The stinging pain of her knees as it scraped the uneven and jagged arena’s floor was left to the last of her concerns as she cradled her lover’s head and upper torso after he collapsed right in front of her like a dried leaf blown by a wind. Damon the Prideful finally succumbed to his stab wound even after a long shot of enduring all because of her.

“Damon!” Ma