Chapter 194
The snow had started to fall again. Soft white flakes fluttered from the dark sky, quietly settling over the scorched ground. The air still crackled faintly from the lingering energy of the fight. The wind carried the bitter scent of ash and blood.
Kael stood over Mira's headless body, his sword still gleaming red from the clean, decisive kill. Her blood pooled beneath her, soaking into the snow, dyeing it a deep, sinister crimson. The silence after the execution was suffocating, broken only by the sound of Kael's heavy breathing.
His face was blank at first, his chest rising and falling steadily. Then slowly, that expressionless mask cracked, twisting into a crooked, eerie grin.
"Tch... finally quiet," he muttered, spitting to the side. He turned his gaze toward the destruction around them—burned trees, ruptured ground, and scorched craters from Mira's relentless magic. The land had been torn apart by their battle.
He looked at his hand, flexing his fingers. The Stone of Eternity still glowed faintly, and his body remained unscathed. Not even the searing flames or violent explosions had left a mark. Mira had pushed herself to the brink, unleashing torrents of fire, molten spikes, and chaotic hellfire spells, but it had all been for nothing.
Kael stopped using the Stone of Eternity. As soon as he did, the glow faded and the stone turned dull, losing all its color and becoming ashen. A hint of doubt crossed his face.
"Did it lose its power?" he muttered. The God of Time could use it again and again, but maybe it wasn't the same for him.
"So each thing can be used once…" he sighed.
A bitter look flashed in his eyes. He was a little upset. Mira wasn't even strong enough to deserve using such a move, but he had wanted to try it once.
"Whatever… choices have consequences, so does gambling," he said softly. "Who knows… maybe my guess is wrong."
Kael looked at Mira's headless body. He grabbed the head and said loudly, "Devour!"
SWOOSH!