Chapter 145

Standing in front of Drakoen was his new subordinate and weapon of destruction, Mercedes. Or rather who she had become. A soulless puppet ready to jump at its master's command. Drakoen sat, marveling at his greatest creation. He had successfully managed to make his greatest enemy become a weapon in his arsenal. Now she was ready to be unleashed upon the realms as the instrument of their ruin. Drakoen could feel the anticipation and excitement course through his cold veins. Looking into her cold, hard eyes, he was reassured that there was no trace of the owner of the body. What was in front of him was a vessel willing to obey and execute his will.

Drakoen got up, went around the table and walked up to Mercedes. He stood closer to her, running his eyes up and down her body. She didn't move an inch or show any emotions on her face. She was totally unfazed by their proximity. Drakoen raised his hand and placed it on her head. He then le