Chapter 39: demon lord seal breaks
She got up from the bed, her bare feet touching the cool floor as she began to explore the room. Her gaze drifted across the elegant yet unfamiliar space, until it finally landed on a large, ornate mirror standing in the corner.
Drawn to it, she slowly approached and gently placed her hand on the glass.
"Who... is this beauty?" she whispered, almost in disbelief.
The reflection staring back at her was breathtaking—silver and red strands cascading over delicate shoulders, radiant sky-blue eyes gleaming with an almost otherworldly clarity. Her skin glowed faintly, and there was an elegance to her features that didn’t feel entirely human.
As she stared, a stray bang fluttered across her forehead, catching her attention.
She reached up, brushing it aside, but then froze. Her eyes widened as she touched her own face—her cheekbones, her lips, her skin. Everything felt... different.
She parted her lips slightly—and gasped.
Fangs.
Long, sharp, unmistakable fangs.
Shock surged through her, vivid and cold.
"The girl who... bit me," she murmured, the memory striking her like lightning.