THIRD POV

The cloud stretched with gloomy darkness and fierce thunder strikes; the bright moon stood proudly in the dark pack. The heavy scent of blood and tension pervaded the air.

Lorelei’s eyes landed on the bloody Filippa rolling on the ground while whimpering and shivering.

In just a few minutes, Filippa seemed to have died multiple times because her face and lips were already as pale as a sheet, and every second she was blacking out and waking up due to extreme pain. Blood already coated her whole body.

Lorelei's eyes turned cold, and she smirked wickedly, her hands holding her staff tight.

Filippa is already going through such...