# Chapter 87: The Weight of Darkness and the Fires of Destiny
Hello everyone, it's me again! How are you all doing? Today I will continue to walk with you and review Chapter 87 of "Forgotten Wife: Let the Traitors Kneel Down." If you're ready for a journey through devastation, fierce battles against the monsters of the night, and the unbreakable bonds of family and love, then settle in. This chapter takes us through gut-wrenching horrors, bittersweet reunions, and a confrontation with the darkness that threatens to swallow the kingdom of Laios. Let's dive into the story together!
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The scent of death hung thick and suffocating in the morning air as Abril, Sirius, and Taren rode relentlessly toward the next village—or what was left of it. The moment they arrived, the grim truth struck them like a physical blow. The streets were painted with dark, viscous stains, and the houses stood like burnt skeletons, hollow and silent in the shadows. A nauseating reek of blood and decay rolled over them in waves, forcing Abril to swallow hard and fight the bile rising in her throat.
"What happened here? Where is everyone?" Taren asked, his voice trembling with unease as he dismounted.
"This place must be crawling with monsters," Sirius answered, his eyes scanning the devastation.
They pressed deeper into the village on foot, the stench growing more unbearable with every step. Abril pressed a cloth to her nose and mouth, her heart hammering against her ribs. Bodies lay scattered everywhere—a grim, grotesque testament to the horror that had unfolded. In the center plaza, the remains of villagers were piled high, mangled and decomposing. Abril could contain herself no longer. She doubled over and retched violently until her stomach was completely empty.
"Is this why they piled them up like this?" Taren wondered aloud, his voice hollow.
Sirius moved to Abril's side, concern lining his face. "Are you alright?"
Abril wiped her mouth with the back of her hand, her voice shaky. "Yes, I'm fine."
The sun hung low on the horizon, casting an eerie, sickly light over the devastation. Suddenly, a chill ran down Abril's spine—a dark premonition that something sinister lurked nearby.
"What's wrong, Abril?" Sirius asked, catching her unease.
"Something is approaching, and it's not good at all," she replied, silver flames igniting in her hands.
Taren drew his sword, and Sirius conjured a protective barrier around them. "Where is it coming from?" Taren demanded.
"I don't know—it feels like it's coming from everywhere," Abril said, her heart pounding.
As night fell, a massive creature slithered into view, serpent-like and monstrous. "Is that what you felt?" Taren asked, disgust dripping from his voice. Abril nodded grimly. "It's not the only one. Get ready."
Smaller monsters began to swarm, crashing against Sirius's barrier, shaking it violently as they desperately tried to break through. "We can't stay hidden here until morning. We have to destroy them!" Abril urged.
"There are too many!" Taren shot back.
"I've faced an army of monsters before," Abril insisted.
"Not like this. We can't risk it."
Abril touched the sharp edge of Taren's sword, her silver flames leaping from her fingers and igniting along the blade. "This will make your sword more effective. It will kill any monster you touch, no matter how grave the wound."
"Are you sure?" Taren asked, uncertainty creeping in.
"I believe so," she said, her resolve hardening.
Sirius watched the silver fire dance along Taren's blade, marveling at its brilliance. "I suppose it's time to fight. Stay close to me—it's the only way we'll survive." He dispelled the barrier, grim determination flashing in his eyes. "I hope I don't regret this."
What followed was a brutal, desperate battle that raged through the night. Sirius used his magic to deflect their attacks while wielding the flames to incinerate anything that drew near. Every creature that touched the ground was reduced to ash, consumed by the hungry silver fire. Taren fought with everything he had, but the sheer numbers overwhelmed him.
"What will we do with the dead?" Taren called out.
"The best course of action is to burn them once they're completely destroyed," Sirius replied.
But Abril felt something deeper. Every time she looked at the fallen villagers, she sensed their spirits trapped within the charred remains, unable to find peace. Closing her eyes, she focused her will, and her flames transformed into a brilliant silver blaze that engulfed the bodies, freeing their souls and turning them to ash.
Sirius watched in awe. "These flames are not ordinary."
"I told you—my magic is unique. The flames I wield consume everything they touch, turning it to ash," Abril said, exhaustion creeping into her voice.
In that moment, Sirius understood the terrifying duality of Abril's power. She possessed the ability to save the world... and the capacity to destroy it.
As the first rays of dawn broke over the horizon, the remnants of the village were swept away by the wind, leaving nothing but ash and memory. Their horses had been slaughtered by the monsters, forcing them to continue on foot. As they walked, Abril felt a strange, dark pull tugging at her senses—a malevolent presence emanating from the north.
"We're moving away from the capital," Taren observed.
"It's not your imagination—we are veering off course," Sirius confirmed. "We should have gone straight to the royal capital."
"Now it all makes sense," Abril said, her voice low. "I felt something dark coming from the north."
"What's wrong?" Sirius asked, concern etched on his face.
"I don't know, but I have a bad feeling about it."
"We should wear our bracelets for protection," Taren suggested. "If we're too tired, we can rest for a bit."
"You're right—we need to be prepared for whatever comes next," Abril agreed, eyeing the thick forest ahead. "We must find our way to the capital."
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Meanwhile, back in the palace, Cassian entered Alessandro's workshop and found the king visibly frustrated. "What's wrong with you? You look upset," Cassian observed.
"It's not that," Alessandro replied through gritted teeth. "It's just that I don't want Maya to get too close to me. She keeps interrupting us with those piercing glances every time she thinks I'm not looking."
"In that case, she'll be gone soon," Cassian said, trying to lighten the mood.
"I tried to hate him, but I can't help it. He seems so imposing, and I find him... unpleasant," Alessandro admitted.
"Technically, Maya is not family yet," Cassian pointed out.
"But she soon will be," Alessandro countered, his protective instincts flaring.
Cassian's concern shifted as he recalled his time at sea. "Now you need to focus on your work. There's a lot to be done."
"I'm expressing my concern for you, so please show a little gratitude. If you were in my shoes..." Cassian trailed off, shaking his head.
"I don't know how to help you with this. My future wife wants to kill me, and frankly, I don't care about that anymore," Alessandro said, exasperated.
"Maybe you asked the wrong person," Cassian suggested, glancing at Gabriel, who was also married. "You should talk to someone more experienced."
"Gabriel, are you happy with your wife?" Alessandro asked, shifting the conversation.
"Yes," Gabriel replied, though uncertainty flickered in his eyes.
"Don't they resent you for taking you away from them?"
"Hmm... I believe they do, but they've never shown open discontent. I help them, after all."
Suddenly, a knock interrupted them. Gabriel opened the door to reveal the steward, who held a covered cage in his hands. "Your Majesty, I bring what you requested," the steward announced, placing the cage on the desk before retreating.
Alessandro approached and lifted the cloth to reveal a falcon. "What do you think of Zer?" he asked Cassian, his eyes gleaming with purpose.
"Please send the collar to Zer," Cassian replied, recognizing the bird.
"Carrying letters is one thing, but delivering a collar is another matter entirely."
"I don't know Taren, but I hope you can find him without any trouble," Alessandro said, fastening one of the collars Maya had given him to the bird's leg. With a gentle toss, he released the falcon into the sky.
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In the palace gardens, Maya sat lost in thought when Barto, her brother, observed her closely. "Do you like your new life?" he asked.
"Why do you ask?" Maya replied defensively.
"It's just that I don't quite understand you. You've always been a free spirit. This place is beautiful, but it feels like a cage. Did you want to return to Ras sooner?"
Maya caressed her brother's cheek. "I'm fine."
"Are you really? Maya, we grew up together. No matter how much we try to convince ourselves otherwise, deep down, you know you're not truly happy."
With a long sigh, Maya tucked a strand of hair behind her ear. "I hate that part of you."
"Is it the part that cares for you?" Barto shot back, sitting beside her. "Maya, let's go home. Forget about this arrogant prince and start anew."
But Maya knew that freedom was about more than physical constraints. She carried burdens—the whispers of her fairy lineage reminding her daily of the life that held her back. "Barto, there are many things that bother me, making it impossible to be completely happy. But Cassian is not one of them. In fact, he is the only one who brings me joy, filling me with the strength to fight against my destiny. So please, stop asking me about it."
"I know you're hiding something that torments you, but remember that I care for you and will always be there for you," Barto said, his face full of concern.
"Thank you, brother," Maya replied, her heart warming.
"If you ever need me, just say the word."
"I need to start defending myself. I don't believe Cassian would ever hurt me—he loves me too much."
"Even so, if he were to break an arm or a leg..." Barto began.
"Do you dislike Cassian?" Maya asked.
"Um... if I saw you completely happy, I would be pleased. But since you're not, I can't help but feel a certain contempt for him."
"Barto, Cassian makes me happy. It doesn't matter what the future holds—don't hate him."
"I can't promise I won't hate him. If anything were to happen to you because of him, I would make him pay. You are my precious sister, and your happiness is one of the reasons I intend to protect you."
"I hope you keep that promise," Maya replied.
"Just step back and love him. I don't want you to regret anything," Barto urged softly. "But I insist that you visit home and see Father. He misses you dearly."
"I'll go visit them soon. Tell Dad I love him and that I miss him," Barto promised.
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Far away, buried deep in the cold, earthen soil, Cira had absorbed all the monsters that lurked there. It was a torturous experience, and she felt utterly depleted, but she could sense her magic resetting itself, restoring her strength. The voice inside her head urged her onward. "We can do this whenever you want. With your current power, you can reach the cry of Hades without any problem."
Cira pushed herself up, her body protesting every movement, and made her way toward the cave's exit. After more than an hour in darkness, the warmth of the sun on her skin invigorated her like a mouse basking in the light. Using a teleportation scroll, she transported herself to the outskirts of the royal palace of Laios.
The immense golden towers loomed overhead, and she felt a deep sense of belonging. This was her home, her kingdom—and she was determined to reclaim it. She searched for the secret entrance belonging to the royal family of Venobich, moving stealthily through the shadows until she reached a black door. Her father had never allowed her to cross that threshold, and stepping through it in disobedience had marked a turning point in her life.
The voice screamed in her head. "These thoughts are useless. Open the door, and you will obtain true power. Everything you desire will be yours."
Cira inserted the key into the lock, and the door creaked open, greeting her with a blast of cold air. The interior was dark, the shadows thick as ink—just as she remembered. She conjured a flame and began descending a spiral staircase, feeling her strength wane with each step. The voice urged her forward. "We are almost there. Prepare yourself."
"What will I encounter?" she wondered aloud.
"Patience. Just be ready."
Cira had never been one to remain silent, and fear gnawed at her insides, but the voice within her pushed her deeper. Then, the words came: "You must jump."
"You're crazy," she thought.
"If you want to reclaim what was taken from you, you must jump."
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Back in the forest, Abril found herself slipping into a deep slumber despite her worries. Soon, she was in a dark, desolate place, standing on the edge of a great chasm. There, she saw Cira—weak, exhausted, as if she had been crying.
"Cira!" Abril cried out, her heart racing.
Monstrous figures emerged from the shadows, grotesque and filled with malice. One creature with writhing tentacles reached toward her just as she woke with a gasp.
Sirius approached, concern etched on his face. "Are you alright? What happened?"
"I saw my sister," Abril replied, trembling. "I believe she is in Laios. I saw her jump into what seemed to be the cry of Hades."
"Calm down. You were sleeping—it must have been a nightmare."
"No, it wasn't a nightmare. Sometimes I can see what will happen in the future or what is occurring elsewhere. When my mother was linked to me, she was the seer. I recently discovered I can do the same, but I cannot control it. We must go into the royal palace of Laios."
"First, you need to calm down. If your sister is in the royal palace, we cannot act recklessly. We need to think very carefully."
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Later, at dinner, Cassian felt extremely uncomfortable. Barto had taken his place next to Maya, and he couldn't help but feel the tension every time she glanced his way. Barto had made it clear he harbored resentment toward Cassian. As Barto prepared to leave for the city of Farell, Maya offered to accompany him to the door.
"I prefer that you accompany Prince Cassian. I would like to speak with you for a moment before I leave," Barto said.
"Very well," Barto replied, planting a kiss on his sister's forehead. "Remember, you can always count on me."
Maya embraced him tightly. "Take care of yourself." Barto caressed her cheek, just as he had done countless times in their childhood. "I will."
As they walked through the wide hallways, Barto remained silent until they reached the entrance. "Take care of my sister," he said suddenly, breaking the silence.
"I would give my life for her," Cassian said, surprised by his own conviction.
"She would hate you for it. Maya is not someone who shares your pain, no matter how hard you try to protect her. There's nothing she should have to suffer."
"Then you should never let anything happen to my sister."
Barto was satisfied with the response and bid farewell with a wave of his hand. Maya watched from her balcony as her brother crossed the palace doors, her heart heavy with unshed tears.
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When Taren returned from a supply run, he was barely upright, pressing his hand against his waist where blood oozed between his fingers. "A monster... there's construction in the forest," he gasped.
They found him just in time—a tall, slender, completely human-shaped monster stood among the trees. Abril's silver flames extinguished against it as if they were nothing. The creature retaliated, sending her sprawling. But together, they fought: Sirius immobilizing the creature, Abril unleashing her magic, Taren striking with his blessed sword. The monster's head fell away, and Abril's silver flames consumed it, turning it to ash.
Taren collapsed, faint and covered in sweat. Abril rushed to him, infusing her magic to heal his wounds. Color returned to his face, but he remained unconscious. They had to move—the forest was dangerous, and more monsters could be lurking. Sirius pulled out a teleportation scroll, and they transported to a dark, unfamiliar street where food lay stale and forgotten.
"Where are we?" Abril asked.
"In the wretched capital of Laios," Sirius replied, holding Taren steady.
Abril's heart sank. They found an inn, and after much pleading and the jingling of gold coins, a large, strong man with dark skin and hair opened the door. "Follow me," he instructed, leading them to a room with two beds. "You're not from around here, are you?"
"We are travelers, passing through," Sirius answered. "What has happened here?"
"There are never any roses in the lower neighborhoods, but now it's worse. Monsters are killing everyone they encounter. People are too afraid to leave their homes, terrified of being the next victims."
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The answer Abril sought was elusive. The guards were useless—their weapons had no effect. Magic users could only hold the monsters at bay. "I don't understand why Enzo didn't tell me how bad things were. If he had, maybe we could have done something sooner."
"You shouldn't blame yourself; it's not your fault," the innkeeper, Dovant, replied. "Just think—if you had closed the gate to Hades, none of this would have happened."
"Stop dwelling on what could have been. It will only eat away at you," Abril urged.
Meanwhile, in the elven kingdom's dungeons, Dantriel was brought before the elf queen to witness the torture of Ethan, the guardian. The queen's voice was cold and commanding. "I want to know what happened to my sister, and I want the truth."
Dantriel recounted the story of Princess Sophia and her daughter, the mestiza. The queen listened in stone-cold silence, anger simmering in her eyes. "Where is the mestiza?"
"She is in the kingdom of Cosset," Dantriel replied, bracing himself.
"Take me to her," the queen ordered, her voice firm and resolute.
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Taren remained unconscious all afternoon, finally waking at night. "How are you feeling?" Abril asked softly.
"Where are we?" Taren mumbled.
"In the royal capital—one of the lower neighborhoods," Abril replied.
"I thought we were going to the royal palace."
"With you unconscious, that wasn't an option."
Just then, a bird flew into the room—a messenger bearing a red collar shaped like a tear and a small note clutched in its beak. Sirius read it aloud: "For Abril, when you think of me. Alessandro."
Abril took the note with a mix of hope and longing. As she clutched the necklace, she whispered her daughter's name. "Aby." Suddenly, she heard Alessandro's voice in her mind.
"Lesan, is that really you?" she asked, hope igniting within her.
"The necklace acts like a communicator. I didn't imagine you would be able to hear me this way, but now the distance between us feels smaller," Alessandro's voice echoed.
Tears filled Abril's eyes as she thought of the terrible days they had endured. "Alessandro," she whispered.
"Abril, what's wrong? Are you okay? Are you hurt?" His voice was filled with concern.
"I'm fine. I miss you so much."
"How is our little one?"
"She's doing well. Cassian and Maya are helping to take care of her. Lissana is always with Maya; she loves being with her."
"Has there been any trouble?" Alessandro inquired.
"No, everything is fine here," she lied, not wanting to burden him.
Just then, a loud noise erupted outside, followed by chaos in the streets. "Go, we'll talk later," Abril said urgently, tucking the necklace into her pocket.
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The monsters attacked every night. Sirius opened the door to find people fleeing in utter pandemonium. "I won't let myself be caught by a monster—especially one that resembles a wolf!" he declared, conjuring a barrier.
Abril thrust her sword into the ground. "We don't need to kill them. We just need to fight back." She blessed the weapons they retrieved from the inn, her incantations steady and true. They fought through the night, holding the monsters at bay until the sun rose and drove them back into the shadows.
In the morning, they made their way to the palace gates. "We request an audience with the king," Sirius demanded.
The guards laughed. "The king has more important matters than attending to beggars. Be gone."
"Tell him I'm here to fulfill my promise," Abril said, her voice firm. "If you truly value your lives, I advise you to let us pass and inform him of my arrival."
The guards hesitated, then finally agreed. When Enzo entered the room, he looked weary and worn. "Finally, you've come," he said, relief flooding his voice.
"I'm sorry I couldn't come sooner. I received your letter, but I was overwhelmed by the guilt of the monsters' attacks and felt compelled to help."
"The towns are silent, constantly under attack. We can't endure much longer—it will be the end for the kingdom of Laios."
"Things were so dire—why didn't you ask for my help sooner?" Abril pressed.
"I did. I've sent you messages, but someone has intercepted them—monsters disguised as nobles, hiding among us and wreaking havoc. The first few months after I took the throne were peaceful, but then the monsters began attacking small towns and cities. I left the cities to fight without rest."
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"I'm here to fulfill my promise," Abril reiterated. "I would like to rest with you, but we couldn't do that since I arrived."
"Ask for housing preparations and an exchange of clothes," Enzo suggested. "I believe they have what you need."
Enzo knelt before her, his expression serious. "Are you ready to meet someone who can help us soon? I have a lot of work to do." Before leaving, he turned to Abril. "The monsters return to attack at night. Can you help us with weapons?"
"Perhaps after I take a bath and rest a little," she said, her voice softening.
Meanwhile, Alessandro was consumed with worry. The communication had been cut off, and he hadn't slept all night. Cassian found him in his workshop, his face pale with anxiety.
"Lessan, are you alright?"
"It's Abril. I was talking to her yesterday using the collar Maya gave me, but then there was a loud noise and chaos. Communication was cut off, and since then, I've heard nothing from her."
"Have you tried to reach her again?"
"Yes, all night. She hasn't responded. I'm terrified something has happened to her, Cassian. I can't lose her."
"Don't worry, brother. Taren and Sirius are with her. I'm sure she'll be fine. Maybe she didn't know how to use the collar properly. Did you explain how to use it?"
Alessandro recalled that he'd been vague in his instructions. "I wasn't very clear about how it worked."
"Maybe she was in a place where she couldn't speak, and that's when communication was cut off. I'm sure she'll be in touch soon."
"Lessan, I understand your anxiety. I feel it too. The woman I love is in danger, and it's not easy. But try to think positively. She is powerful, and the monsters are no match for her. If she starts attacking, she'll turn them to ashes with her silver flames."
"I know, but the monsters aren't the only thing that worries me. She'll see her brother and sister again, and we don't know when they might attack again."
"You have a point, but I don't believe Enzo is incapable of doing anything. If he prevents it, the bond they share will protect them. Abril has defeated Cira before; if she crosses her path again, I'm sure she can do it once more."
Cassian's words eased some of Alessandro's anxiety. "Thank you, Cas. You always know how to calm me down."
"That's what brothers are for," Cassian replied with a reassuring smile.
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When Abril finally placed the collar around her neck and called Alessandro's name, his voice came through, filled with relief. "Aby, are you alright?"
"Yes, I'm fine."
"I was so worried. I tried to reach you, but you didn't respond. What happened?"
"We were caught up in a commotion in the streets. And don't argue with me about why I had it in my bag instead of wearing it."
"I believe it's partly my fault. I should have made sure you knew that the collar only works if you wear it. I'll keep it on at all times from now on."
"Good. By the way, I'm in the palace of Laios."
"How did it all turn out?"
"Everything is fine on my end. Please have faith; I trust you completely."
"I do too, but right now, I don't know what I can do. You need me to secure your kingdom."
"Just be careful. We don't know if you could be helping your sister."
"Don't worry, I will."
"I hope to see you soon," Abril said, her heart aching with longing. "I hope to see you soon, my love."
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Later, when Abril needed assistance, she called for the servant Liona—the very woman who had made her life miserable during her time in the palace. Liona responded with towering arrogance.
"Do you know that you are a servant?" Abril pressed.
"You think I should bow my head before someone of greater status? Do you want me to punish you?" Liona sneered.
Abril's frustration boiled over. With a flick of her wrist, she conjured a fireball that enveloped Liona. The flames danced around her, and Liona screamed in panic.
"Those flames only affect monsters or those consumed by darkness," Abril thought, watching Liona writhe.
The door burst open as Sirius and Taren rushed in. "What's going on here?" Sirius demanded.
"I was just educating this servant," Abril replied coldly.
"Monstrous! You're a monster!" Liona screamed.
"I'm in charge of ensuring she receives appropriate punishment, if you allow it," Taren offered.
"Do what you want," Abril said, grabbing Liona by the arm and dragging her out of the room.
Once alone, Sirius turned to Abril. "Is this girl afraid of darkness?"
"Yes, but my flames do not harm humans—they purify them. Perhaps she is so rotten inside that my flames affect her."
"Are you sure there are no traces of darkness? No monsters?"
"There is darkness within her own heart," Abril stated, her gaze unwavering. "She was supposed to take care of me, but she never increased her efforts. On the contrary, she made my life miserable."
Liona was dragged to the dungeons, screaming for mercy. But Abril's judgment had been passed, and there was no appeal.
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The next morning, Enzo summoned Abril to the throne room. He was waiting beside a tall man with long blond hair and brown eyes named Hans Boroski. Abril used her magic to bless each weapon in the armory, watching them glow faintly with her power.
"Can you distribute these weapons among your soldiers?" she asked.
"That was quick. Are you sure it will work?" Hans asked skeptically.
"I assure you it will. If you don't believe me, you can put it to the test this evening."
Enzo turned to Abril, his voice low. "When will you regain all your power?"
"Why do you ask?"
"To close the Hades Rift, I will need all your strength. The cry is not small, and I need to know when it will end," Enzo replied.
"The darkness and your monsters are strong. I tried to do it tomorrow, but I want to see the Rift with my own eyes."
"We can go now if you wish to visit the asylum," Abril offered.
Enzo hesitated. "This place can double the spirit of men. If your friends accompany you, they may not return as they were."
"We will be fine. If you haven't been controlled by darkness, neither will we," Taren assured.
They emerged from the armory and made their way through the palace corridors until Enzo stopped before a black, locked door. "This is the entrance. I advise you to separate," he cautioned.
Standing before the door that loomed like a shadow, Abril shivered. She could feel the malevolence lurking behind it. When Enzo unlocked the door, a wave of dark energy hit her like a physical force. She summoned her flames, wrapping them around her brother and herself, shielding them from the encroaching darkness.
"Don't worry; my flames repel the darkness. I can protect you if you wish," she offered.
"I'd rather not go up in flames," Enzo said wryly.
"You are a fire user. What do you fear?"
"That you might kill me."
"I remind you that I didn't kill you, just as you didn't kill me," Abril said, raising her hand to show him the red mark that bound them.
Enzo accepted her offer, and to my surprise, the flames did not harm him. They descended a spiral staircase illuminated by silver flames, and despite the darkness surrounding them, Abril found the atmosphere strangely calm.
"I thought this place would be full of monsters," she remarked.
"There are no monsters here in physical form. Something changed a few months ago. The first time I entered this place, I was with Cira. One of those sinless monsters took possession of her. You could feel their presence crawling in the dark, but now... it's as if they've escaped," Abril recalled, her mind racing.
"Do you think Cira released them?" Enzo asked.
"I don't know," she replied, anxiety creeping into her voice. "If Cira screams now, and if she leaves this place..." Her words trailed off, the weight of their situation settling heavily between them.
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# Reader's Impressions & Star Rating
What a breathtaking, emotionally charged chapter! The story weaves together multiple threads—Abril's desperate battles, Cira's descent into darkness, Maya's quiet heartbreak, Cassian and Alessandro's brotherly bond, and the looming threat of the Hades Rift—all building toward an inevitable collision. The scene where Abril communicates with Alessandro through the necklace was tender and heartbreaking, reminding us of what's at stake. And the confrontation with Liona showed a new, fiercer edge to Abril that was deeply satisfying to witness. The dark, atmospheric tension of the asylum entrance left me genuinely anxious for what comes next. This chapter masterfully balanced action, emotion, and foreshadowing.
⭐⭐⭐⭐⭐ Rating: 4.8 / 5 Stars
# Next Chapter Prediction
The stage is set for an explosive confrontation. Abril and Enzo are descending into the heart of the darkness, where they may encounter Cira—or whatever she has become after entering the cry of Hades. Meanwhile, the elf queen has discovered the location of the mestiza and is marching toward the kingdom of Cosset with deadly intent. With Liona imprisoned for her crimes, Dantriel's fate hanging in the balance, and the monsters multiplying every night, I predict Chapter 88 will bring Abril face-to-face with her corrupted sister in a battle that could determine the fate of not just Laios, but the entire world. The Hades Rift is about to be confronted, and the truth about who—or what—Cira has become may shatter everything Abril thought she knew.
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