The Damned Demon

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The world seemed to slow down as Asher watched the scene unfold before him. Rowena, consumed by her rage, directed Flaralis to charge at the Moon Guardian with a fiery glow in its belly, a sign that it was charging its devastating breath.

However, to his utter disbelief, Lupus's figure suddenly shifted into a blur of crimson lightning. The speed was so blinding that it left behind afterimages in its wake, followed by a thunderous boom.

With a force so powerful that it sent violent shockwaves rippling through the very fabric of reality itself, the crimson lightning struck Flaralis's vulnerable belly, causing the space around them to warp and undulate under the sheer impact.

The dragon roared in agony, its fiery breath dissipating into the air as it lost its balance and began to plummet to the ground.

Before Asher could even process what had just happened and before Flaralis's body could even crash to the ground, the same crimson lightning bolt struck Rowena, Isola, and Ceti within just a second.

They were all sent flying in different directions before they crashed down onto the ground along with Flaralis, their bodies motionless.

"No…" Asher's heart leaped into his throat as he scanned the scene before him. Miraculously, he could see that everyone was still breathing, albeit unconscious, except for Ceti, who groaned in pain. He couldn't help but be shocked by Lupus's monstrous speed and precision. It was as if they were nothing more than toys to be swatted away at their leisure. Even though he knew they were all exhausted and injured, he couldn't shake the chilling realization that even at full strength, they may have still been no match for Lupus.

As the shock began to wear off, Asher's veins pulsed with a mixture of rage and pain. He tried to force himself to his feet, desperate to protect Ceti as Lupus approached her fallen form, but his body betrayed him. His muscles were shredded, and his organs were gravely injured, leaving him barely able to move his hands. It was as if Lupus knew how to perfectly incapacitate him.

He watched helplessly as Lupus loomed over the fallen Ceti, the Moon Guardian's intentions unknown.

Ceti, coughing out blood, had to take a few moments to let her mind process what had just happened.

One moment, she was sitting atop Flaralis, and the next moment, she found herself lying on the ground, her body trembling with pain.

As all her senses quickly came back rushing to her, she gritted her teeth, summoned every ounce of strength she had left, and pulled herself up to her elbows.

But her eyes widened in horror as she slowly looked up and laid eyes on the Moon Guardian towering over her. Fear and determination warred in her eyes, and despite knowing she was in no condition to fight back, she weakly raised her trembling fists, "Why…Why are you doing this…You are supposed to be our protector and not bully those weaker than you."

His voice, deep and resonant, carried the weight of centuries, "As the Moon Guardian, I only need to concern myself with our people. Whatever happens to the rest is none of my concern."

Ceti, bloody and breathless, glared up at him, her eyes burning with fury, "I-If that was true...you wouldn't have sat still after coming out of your seclusion and not help me, my brother, and my mother. We were turned into outcasts by the people of your own clan and almost got killed for it. You are the worst Moon Guardian in history. You aren't even supposed to be alive."

Thinking about everything she lost and the pain she and her family suffered for so many years, Ceti felt even more angry, especially when all this happened while the Moon Guardian was still alive.

Gathering every shred of resolve left within him, Asher staggered back to his feet, steeling himself for whatever new horror awaited.

To his dismay, the barrage continued; crimson bolts poured relentlessly upon Ceti, obliterating everything in their path. Each strike brought a fresh wave of terror and destruction.

As the storm cleared up, a figure that bore Ceti's likeness was standing, yet exuded an otherworldly presence. 12:06

Her hair, once a fiery red, now cascaded down her back in waves of radiant white. She radiated a vast, bottomless aura, her stance that of a deity of war, both majestic and formidable.

Asher's vengeful eyes searched for the source of the crimson assault, expecting to find Lupus orchestrating the maelstrom. Yet, the Moon Guardian stood aloof with his hands behind his back, his mana undisturbed, a silent witness to the spectacle. contemporary romance

Then, as abruptly as it had begun, the storm of crimson lightning ceased while Asher was relieved to hear Ceti's pulse, which was astonishingly stronger than ever.

As the storm cleared up, a figure that bore Ceti's likeness was standing, yet exuded an otherworldly presence. Her hair, once a fiery red, now cascaded down her back in waves of radiant white. She radiated a vast, bottomless aura, her stance that of a deity of war, both majestic and formidable.

Her complexion, unmarred by battle's scars, gleamed with an ethereal glow, her features refined beyond mortal semblance. Blood-red eyes, mirroring those of Lupus, scanned the horizon with a newfound power. The transformation was profound, leaving Asher in stunned silence, his mind grappling with the reality before him. Even if the face looked similar, he couldn't help but wonder if he was really looking at Ceti since he didn't feel so.

Why did she bear so much resemblance to Lupus? As far as he knew, Ceti was from the Darkmoon Clan and not the Moonbinder Clan.

It was impossible to possess two bloodlines. It was the main reason why even Drakaris told him that there was no point in giving him the power of his bloodline.

In a dramatic flourish, Lupus took center stage, stepping boldly into the clearing beneath the thundering crimson skies.

His voice boomed, resonant with subtle emotion as he uttered words never expected, "Finally... you came out, Luna... my granddaughter. It feels like centuries since I last saw you, even though it hasn't been long."

The revelation hung heavy in the air, thicker than smoke from a thousand pyres. Asher stared transfixed, mouth agape, struggling to comprehend the magnitude of this declaration. Shock washed over him like a tidal wave, threatening to drown him in confusion and doubt.

"G-Granddaughter?" he managed to mumble, struggling to comprehend the bombshell that had just been dropped.

Whoa...Granddaughter? :#

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