All Chapters of The Damned Alpha: Chapter 31 - Chapter 40

Their ordeal went on and light finally faded, Clara found herself lying on the cold stone floor of the chamber. She was exhausted, her body aching from the battle. But as she looked around, she saw that the figure was gone, their dark presence erased from existence.The orb floated gently in the air, its light now a soft, calming glow. The Heart pulsed faintly in Clara’s hand, its energy spent but still alive.Clara struggled to her feet, her gaze fixed on the orb. “We did it,” she whispered, barely brave enough to believe what just happened.Ethan moaned as he stood on his feet, rubbing his head. “Did we win?”Luna smiled weakly as she helped Isolde to her feet. “I think so. The figure’s gone, and the orb… it’s different now.”Selene approached the orb, her expression one of wonder. “The Heart and the orb are one now. They’re in balance.”Clara gestured, feeling a profound sense of help wash over her. The world was secure, at least for the time being . But there was still one final t

Clara, Ethan, and Selene stood on the edge of the mountain, their breaths battered as they gazed down at the sanctuary. The once wonderful structure was presently a disintegrating demolish, rings of dim energy winding up from the gaps within the ground like harmful smoke. The Ascendant's chilling giggling resounded in their ears, a frequenting reminder of the drive they had just unleashed.“We can't remain here,” Clara said, her voice barely relentless. “We ought to regroup, find the others, and figure out how to stop this.”Ethan gestured, still holding his sword. His confrontation was a veil of assurance, but Clara saw fear in his eyes. They had confronted obscurity in the past, but nothing like this. “Where do we go?”Selene, her usually calm demeanor shaken, looked toward the distant forest that bordered the mountain. “There’s a place, deep in the woods, a hidden sanctuary. It’s ancient, older than any of us. If we can get there, we might be able to find something to help us.”Cla

Clara's grasp fixed on the sword as the ground proceeded to shake underneath them. The antiquated weapon beat with a life of its own, transmitting a cold, crude energy that sent chills down her spine. She felt the power coursing through her veins, but with it came a sense of fear, a dull, foreboding presence that appeared to hide fair underneath the surface of the blade.Ethan stunned to his feet, his eyes bolted on the sword. “Clara, we have to be get out of here. Whatever you just awakened, it’s going to bring the whole mountain down on us!”Clara nodded, her heart racing. She could feel the cave trembling, the walls cracking as the ancient forge responded to the weapon’s awakening. They had to move, and fast.“Let’s go!” Clara shouted, pulling the sword free from the pedestal. The minute the sword left its resting put, the tremors escalates, and a stunning thunder reverberated through the cave.The mammoth that had chased them to the forge was back, its infuriated snarls resounding

Ethan's voice resonated through the chamber, but silence answered him. Ice surged through his veins as he vacillated through the debris and jetsam, looking frantically for any sign of Clara. The air was thick and clean, making it troublesome to see, but he pushed forward, his heart beating in his chest.“Clara!” he called once more, his voice rough. He checked the rubble, trusting and asking that she was just covered up underneath the flotsam and jetsam. But as he filtered through the broken stones and smashed pieces of the temple, fear settled in his stomach. There was no sign of her. Not even the sword she had wielded with such power.“Damn it!” Ethan reviled, hammering his clench hand against the closest divider. How could this have happened? One minute they were battling the Ascendant, and another, Clara was gone, vanished without a clue. He had seen the light devour her, but he refused to accept that she was gone.Ethan's hands trembled as he pushed through the rubble, refusing

The Keeper's words hung within the cold, harsh air of the chamber. Ethan and Selene traded a look, their resolve solidifying as the magnitude of their task got to be clear. To save Clara, they would have to reforge the sword, the same weapon that had brought them to this accursed place. The Keeper's figure, covered in darkness, lingered over them, its pale eyes filled with a blend of despair and hope. “Where do we find these fragments?” Ethan asked, his voice tense with urgency. Every second spent here felt like a step closer to disaster.The Keeper signaled to the dividers of the chamber, where the antiquated carvings appeared to beat with life. “The parts are scattered over this realm, covered up in places where the darkness is most grounded. Each fragment is guarded by a powerful force, a remnant of the ancient war that nearly consumed all.”Selene’s brow furrowed as she studied the carvings. They depicted battles between figures of light and shadow, locked in an eternal struggle.