Chapter 440: I Am Not Weak
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Chapter 440
~Zara’s POV~
I turned to my side, ignoring her voice, only for my eyes to see a different part of the battlefield, one where the enemies were not werewolves or dragons but... werebears, werecats, werefoxes, and...
It disappeared before I could make anything, and the next scene I saw was one where Zade was on his knees with blood flowing down his chin from his mouth and nose, looking so dishevelled as a figure towered above him with his hand ready to strike at his chest.
"I told you, Zade. You shall never amount to anything. Not able to save your family and friends and your sister."
"Don’t you dare mention Zara. I won’t have you mentioning her name, you scoundrel. Zara was wrong. Kaid was wrong. They were all wrong in bringing you back to life. You deserve to die just like you had done before."
At once, the dark figure hovering over my brother grimaced, and then before I could react, it drove its hand through Zade’s chest, and pulled it back, taking Zade’s heart with it.
Tears stung my eyes as they flowed down my cheek in torrents. I had tried moving, but no matter what I did, I was rooted in one place.
"This is all your fault," the figure turned to look at me and said. I shook my head. "You did this to him." He pointed at himself. "Me, us. You turned us dark, Zara. You... you are the problem. You are the one who was used by the devil and you shall die knowing you could not save them."
Anger surged through my veins. My breath hitched, my body shook as I glanced around briefly, only to stop when my eyes immediately locked on another corpse close to them.