---- 281. A GAME ORA TEST? NARRATOR Frederick should have been euphoric, he was about to finish off the threat. His hand trembled as he gripped the dagger raised in the air, that woman had started crying like an idiot and wasn''t reacting. Everything could be perfect... however, he was more scared than he had ever been in his life. Because the mask on his face was screaming in pure terror, because he felt this illusion spell had nothing to do with his witches'' summoning.

    And worst of all, because of the shadow of a man standing behind that woman. Only a pair of golden eyes could be glimpsed, shining in the middle of so much darkness They could even be fascinating, but to him they were an abomination, a beast waiting to rip his head off. He understood that none of this came from his cursed mask, that the power of so many sorceresses was nothingpared to the real puppeteer.

    ---- His arm, which felt like it weighed tons, was lowering slowly, controlled by that man''s thoughts. The female voices in his ears screeched like tormented souls, if they could have escaped they would have done it on the spot. Something murky, hot, and sharply smelling ran down Frederick''s crotch, rolling along his shaking thighs, on the verge of copse. He was lost, absolutely lost, from the beginning, he had never had control of this illusion.

    The golden eyes dropped and fixed intensely on the hunched back of that specter full ofments and regrets. ?What was Lavinia going to do to control Electra once and for all?? cere It had been a long time since Lavinia had felt that sensation ofplete despair. It reminded her of that night when she felt that her mother''s life and Father Duque''s would fade into nothing.

    She was screaming inside the prison of her own body, but Electra was too powerful, and her dark spectral magic spun out ---- of control like erratic waves. She couldn''t tame it, and she remembered Sigrid''s warnings, Katherine''s fears... she shouldn''t y with something she couldn''t control or she would end up the puppet. ?You can do it, I trust you, Lavi? Memories of Laziel flooded her mind in chaos. He did trust her, in her own power, and he wouldn''t let her insecurities win.

    If Electra wouldn''t submit of her own free will, then she would finish her, but this body belonged to her! "WAKE THE HELL UP ALREADY, YOU STUPID WITCH! THAT''S NOT YOUR MATE, THEY''RE TRICKING YOU, ELECTRA!" She roared and struck, scratched and bit, but the storm of tears didn''t stop. The Goddess had her own twisted punishments, and Electra''s were devastating But maybe, if she managed to ovee them... she would finally get her reward. The mysteries of the universe, of portals and parallel realities, of past and future, were things simple mortals couldn''t understand.style

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