Chapter 111. Shadows of Vengeance

Zane’s POV

I stood over her broken form, the once-defiant spark in her eyes now dimmed to a flicker, just like I wanted.

Blood trickled from her wounds, staining the cold, unforgiving floor beneath her red. She looked so small, so fragile, lying there in a pool of her own despair. But this was necessary.

Pain was the only way to awaken her. To bring forth the true power she buried deep within. My Migami needed to be torn apart to be made whole again.

“She’s almost there,” I murmured, more to myself than to Leon. The fucker was too much of a hassle to deal with, but since he was my ally, we needed to work together.

My voice was soft, reverent even, as if speaking of a sacred ritual. And in a way, it was. This was her ascension. The breaking before the becoming.

Leon glanced at me, his eyes reflecting the same dark ambition that fueled my every thought. He was a sadist, yes, but he understood the purpose. He knew what needed to be done. “She’