Chapter 75

My eyes fluttered open, my body aching with the remnants of the battle. I struggled to sit up, my mind groggy from the encounter with Malachi. As I gathered my surroundings, my heart sank.

Malachi stood before me, a malevolent smirk on his face. Sumerian was bound and held captive, her eyes filled with defiance despite her vulnerable state. The emerald, gleaming with its potent power, was clutched tightly in Malachi’s hand.

“You see, Akkad,” he sneered, his voice dripping with triumph. “I let you escape, for only a mortal can retrieve the emerald and unlock its true potential.”

Anger coursed through my veins, fueling my determination to end this once and for all. Sumerian’s life and the fate of our world hung in the balance.

Malachi raised the emerald high above his head, a wicked glint in his eyes. “Now, witness the true power of the emerald.”

But before he could plunge the emerald into his own chest, Sumerian, with an astonishing display of strength a