Alzara’s entire body trembled. "Please... I didn’t do anything... I don’t know if you are Metina or if you killed my friend... but it doesn’t matter. You know me. You have been with me all these days. You know I am kind-hearted and innocent. I have never offended the Umbra’s hand. Why are you after me? What is that you seek?"
Alzara completely broke down. Damon was shocked. He didn’t expect her to react like this. Even the false Metina tilted his head, almost curiously, watching Alzara crumble. A flicker of lust appeared on his face as he saw her seductive figure trembling, broken, and vulnerable.
There were rips here and there on her already flimsy attire, which were surprisingly not vulgar. It just made a man want more.
The imposter continued, stepping closer. "What I seek?" he repeated, bending down to her level. "There are very few things that matter to me, my dear princess. I won’t lie. I do have an order to execute you right here and now. But..." He paused as his hand reached lower towards the two enticing mounds. "I am willing to reconsider under the right circumstances."
Alzara looked up, her eyes weak and innocent like a deer, her lips parted slightly, and a look of utter desperation on her beautiful face. It screamed fuck me.
And the man licked his lips, clearly planning to do exactly the same. "Become my woman, and I will let you live." Not hiding his intentions, he hurriedly reached down to grab her when suddenly multiple blades of sand shot towards him.
They whistled through the air like a storm of razors, slashing across his face, chest, and arms before he could even blink. The false Metina roared and leapt backward, blood splattering from a dozen shallow cuts. His lustful grin twisted into fury. "Who dares!?"
He then realized the obvious as even more blades shot towards him. His gaze shifted to Alzara, and a vicious smile danced on her lips. "You bitch!" He shouted as he tried to sink into the shadows. However, a golden light surrounded him, locking him in place.
Dust swirled into a vortex right next to him, and from within there, another Alzara stepped out. "Die, you vermin. You do not even qualify to stand in front of me. You might have killed my friend, but I will not be easy prey."
The imposter’s eyes widened. He tried escaping again, but he only ended up failing again. The false Metina’s form flickered, his disguise failing. The skin peeled away in dark ribbons, revealing a pale figure with ink-like veins and eyes of liquid black.
His voice deepened into a guttural hiss. "You will regret this, desert witch! Umbra’s hand will never leave you."
Alzara laughed. "Then I will personally kill every single one of your members until there is no more Umbra’s hand left." Just as she finished talking, she and her other self both raised their hands together, chanting in an ancient tongue. The sand around them rippled, turning molten gold as sigils blazed across its surface.
"Scarab Tomb."
The very earth responded. Sand surged upward in colossal waves, swirling into a cocoon of light around the imposter. He screamed, summoning shadow beasts that clawed at the barrier, but each one was shredded to dust by the radiant sandstorm.
The cocoon compressed tighter and tighter. It was clear that if this continued, the man would simply explode and cease to exist. 𝑓𝑟𝑒𝘦𝓌𝑒𝑏𝑛𝑜𝘷𝑒𝘭.𝒸𝘰𝑚


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