Chapter 147: Elira’s Power
ELIRA POV
The Shadow Lord’s claws raked across my chest, and something inside me burst.
Silver light burst from my body like a bomb going off. The Shadow Lord screamed and flew backward, hitting the cave wall so hard that rocks fell from the roof. Where his claws had touched me, there were no wounds—just glowing silver marks that hummed with power.
"What the hell?" I gasped, looking at my hands. They were shining like moonlight.
I’d been running from Shadow Lords for three days, ever since they’d attacked our refugee camp. I was tired, hungry, and frightened. The last thing I’d expected was to suddenly turn into a human flashlight.
The Shadow Lord pulled himself off the ground, his red eyes fixed on me with a mixture of fear and hunger.
"Impossible," he hissed. "The bloodline was destroyed centuries ago."
"What bloodline?" I demanded, but he was already backing toward the cave mouth.
"The others must know," he mumbled. "She’s here. The Goddess-born is here."
He disappeared into the night, leaving me alone with my bright hands and a thousand questions.
Goddess-born? What was he talking about?