Predatory Marriage (Web Novel)

Chapter 287 – Outcome (3)

Translator: Atlas / Editor: Regan

Ishakan gazed ahead, his face expressionless. There was nothing left of humanity in Cerdina. Black veins stood out in her skin and she was pale as wax, with more black veins running starkly through her arms, her neck, even her face. Her eyes were pits of darkness.

“Have you become a monster?” Ishakan asked.

Behind him, the Kurkans swallowed dryly as they looked at her. She was a shambling mess. This rampage had been predictable from the beginning; there would never be an end to her quest for power. They had even expected that she would be able to endure the backlash of breaking her spells.

They had not expected her to eat her own fathers heart.

Ishakan glanced at the red line on the back of his hand. She had probably meant to cut it off. Though it was only a flesh wound, it was proof that she was powerful enough now to harm even him. There was a possibility that he could die.

Leah had seen that wound on the back of his hand, and at the moment she had looked as if she wanted to cry. No, Ishakan had no intention of leaving her a widow.

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He had never considered defeat. Leah was the only person that could defeat him. But considering that Cerdinas power might have rivaled a god, he was prepared to accept a little damage. He even concluded that he might have a few new scars, when this was over.

I dont like that.

Ishakan smiled. He wanted to be a stronger man for Leah. He wished she would trust him, no matter what they faced. But she was going to see his naked body many, many times in the future, and if he came back with scars, maybe that would make her remember unpleasant things.

Ishakan moved his injured hand out of the way. He would have to do his best to take as little damage as possible.

“Genin.”

At his order, she handed him the longsword strapped to her back. The sword was a deep red, as if it had already been soaked with blood. As Ishakan wielded it, Haban and Genin moved into position on either side of him. The other Kurkans lined up behind them.

The sorcerers formed themselves into a semicircle with Morga in the middle. At a wave of his hand, each one drew out a sorcerer and sliced their forearms. Their blood did not drip to the floor. It floated up into the air, forming a magical pattern.

As one, all of the Kurkans eyes gleamed at the prospect of battle.