Chapter 81 Destruction

• The Lycgers spun around to see Malta looming behind them, his face twisted into a menacing grimace. He appeared different, devoid of emotion or scent—a vampire now. It became clear how he survived their previous attempt to end him. This time, they vowed to obliterate him completely, leaving nothing salvageable.
• "I've been expecting you," Malta taunted, triggering low growls from the Lycgers.
• Seth's fists clenched so tightly his knuckles turned white. His usual calm demeanor shattered, replaced by seething rage that threatened to consume him. His voice, typically steady, now trembled with a mix of fury and concern. "Malta," he spat, venom lacing his words. "What have you done to him?" His voice resonated with a dangerous edge, sending shivers through anyone within earshot.