Chapter 189: Black Divinity
"Out of my way!" Riley yelled most likely growling as the white rod she held pushed Jade out of her sight. She was getting tired of being held back by that bitch, she needed to get to Liam. Making sure she was buried in the rubbles, knowing it would take time before she woke up or attempted another attack, she got out.
Riley walks out, pulling her mask off her face, her features holding deep worry, suddenly she felt a deep shiver overwhelm her body like spiders were crawling her skin, and almost like her energy was signaling something, she couldn’t explain what she felt but Silver seemed to.
’This feeling... it feels so familiar,’ Silver said in her head.
"Liam? Is it Liam?" Riley demands out loud, but at the back of her head she knew it didn’t feel like Liam’s, there was something off about it, this rage and this deep feeling of blood lust that held power, she knew Liam had blood lust mostly when he was angry or in battle but this was far deeper than it, that it almost scared her.
’No... this is different,’ Silver said with certainty.
So she was right then, then what was it? And who did it belong to? Was it Seth?
’Omari,’ she added.
’Omari?’ Riley thought puzzled, wasn’t that the first ghoul?
In anticipation, and unable to keep herself further away from this, she rushed to the next hall where she left Liam but then she froze when she saw the scene before her.
The whole area was destroyed, everything in rubles it was a miracle the ceiling still stood but for how long? it made a cranking sound... but that wasn’t the only thing that made her heart slam loudly but the being before her, the mere sight of it sent fear and chill to her insides. The blood lust, the power, it was coming from that. This was Liam?... there was no way that unearthly being was her husband, there was no possible way for this was on called for, was this even real? What manner of presence was this? It was so dominating, that she felt like an ant in its midst, like an insignificant being that could be crushed just by the mere feel of it.
Her trembled eyes were set upon the very unearthly being before her.