Chapter 152 The Show Begins

• "Ugh… ugh…" Elvis was dragged along the ground, his legs kicking futilely as they scraped through the dirt, leaving a long, jagged trail behind him.
• "Does it hurt?" Seraphina's voice echoed through the silence—sweet but filled with malice. "Can you hear it? Drip, drip—that's the sound of your blood falling. Isn't it a beautiful melody?"
• In her hand, she held a silver-banded snake, its tongue flicking in the air. Elvis' wide eyes filled with dread as the snake struck, its venomous fangs sinking into his neck. Poison coursed through his body, blurring his vision and stiffening his limbs until he was completely immobile.