Chapter 258: The Fae Judgment Day.
The sacred aura in the room surged, pulsing with such potency that Ren instinctively held her breath. It shimmered like divine mist, swirling and condensing, until it struck Kai’s back with force. He gritted his teeth, sweat beading along his brow, muscles tightening as the light pierced the deepest layers of his aura, into his core.
Minute by minute, the magic cleansed the sticky darkness wrapped around his soul core, burning it. The herbs did not burn or flare, but glowed steadily, resolute and silent, like guardians delivering salvation until they vanished, and were consumed.
It took an hour. An hour of stillness, silence, and relentless concentration.
Lady Gillia’s skin was pallid by the end, her fingers trembling ever so slightly, but she didn’t waver. Pride lit her face, refusing to show the exhaustion that clawed at her bones. When the room’s thick magical presence lifted and faded, she exhaled deeply and let her hands fall to her sides.
"I did it," she whispered, a victorious smile blooming on her lips. "All my years of study... it was worth it."
Overwhelmed, Ren stepped forward and embraced her. Her emotions rushed to the surface.
"Thank you. I’ll never forget this. I promise, I will return your kindness one day." But the moment was shattered.
Lady Gillia’s expression dimmed. She gently pushed Ren back, eyes narrowed, not in offense, but in bitter honesty.
"Then let that favor be this," she said coldly. "Leave this realm tomorrow. And do not return."
Ren blinked, caught off guard.
"I... I’m sorry?"
"I accept your gratitude," Gillia replied, turning away. "But my lover doesn’t want you here. And I obey his will."