Chapter 264: My Only Soulmate
Carmela had never witnessed a sight so gruesome in her life, yet her heart was numb to the pleas of the boy. She didn’t feel pity for the child that was killed in front of her, as she believed she was doing what was absolutely right for her and her people. In matters like this, sacrifices have to be made, and she has chosen to sell her last bit of sanity to the devil.
Reminding herself of these words to avoid accepting the feeling that ate at her conscience, the doors to her heart closed. The lifeless body of the boy had been taken away from her sight, and soon, her grotesque minions approached her with the goblet in its hand. The boy’s blood was heavily mixed with the concoction in her goblet, and when her minion politely stretched it forth for her to take, she received it.
The smell she perceived was a blend of horrible metallic blood and other woeful related smell she could hardly discern. Mustering her courage, she placed the goblet to her mouth and drank the content. When she emptied it, she handed the goblet back to her minion, her expression laced with what was to come next.
Ultimately, an uncomfortable, growing sensation began to unveil. Her chest burned from the effect of the concoction, as if doused with acid.
A shuddering gasp escaped Carmela’s lips as she staggered forward from the pain, her hand holding onto the edge of the table for support. Her other hand rested on her chest where it burned, her breathing labored. Although she had prepared herself for this, she never expected the effect of the concoction to be this arduous.
She was still struggling to maintain her regular breathing when the burns finally stopped. Still holding on to the table with her head dipped low, she snapped her other fingers at her grotesque minions.
"Light a candle for me." She ordered her minion who was quick to heed to her command. It returned a few minutes later with a lit-up candle, and when it held it in front of Carmela, she dared to run her fingers through the fire, but rather than getting burnt by the flames, she felt nothing at all!
For some unblinking seconds, Carmela did not react, but when she realized that the fire, which had been her enemy after vampires, no longer burned her, her hazel eyes were round with bewilderment. She gazed at her hand which remained flawless, despite having placed them on the flames– it felt like a gentle breeze was sweeping through her fingers, not fire.
"It worked." She said almost breathlessly, as if she couldn’t believe that her hard work had finally paid off. She got the mixture correctly!