Zera, one of Tywin’s mates senses danger from their leader and right before Tywin smashes Sol’s skull Zera manages to hold him back with her strings. Still in tears about what has happened. The white blood knights still cannot believe that Sam has died and wonder if Gordon—one of their mates who is connected to Yralla, can bring her back but he says that Sam’s soul has long been dragged down to Necroxia and that he would need sacrifice to bring her back. Which Tywin declares that they are going to use whoever is possessed by Dramescula now as their sacrifice. Meanwhile, princess Thean is in a private temporary shelter where she is still recovering. Some people come to her box to drop their votes, saying good deeds about Thean and her men being diligent In helping the nearby villages and clearing out monsters. Thean hears all this then sits on a corner where she sulks and hold her head. Then she says Dramescula’s name and her left eye turn scarlet and fully snow pale. With dark purple lips and a strange smile that does not connect with the sadness and pained expression of the right side of her face.
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Then, just as they converse with Thean wanting her out of her body, Giza comes in abruptly shocking the princess. But Giza remains in a stoic expression looking at Thean with wonder but daring not to touch her. Seeing Dramescula Giza kicks Thean’s face and mostly attack Thean’s right side. Which Thean asks why in sobs, and Giza says that the white blood knights made announcement that if they ever see a suspicious person who looks pale with dark lips and scarlet eyes, they are to be brought to them but of course Giza stopped the whitebloodknights from their announcement, saying to her people to simply have fun for the festival and that the monster threat is no more, completely dismissing the emotions of the white blood knights who are all in disappointment. And Giza says now to Thean/Dramescula that she does not care what happens to her as she steps out and in comes Tywin. Dramescula greets “hi, handsome” while Thean is facing the most horror and terror she is feeling by the sheer crack of his fist.
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Tywin storms through the castle corridors, his heavy footsteps echoing off the stone walls. His mind is a maelstrom of grief and rage, images of Sam's lifeless body intermingling with fantasies of crushing Sol's skull between his bare hands. The flickering torchlight casts distorted shadows across his face, highlighting the anguish and fury etched into his features.
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Just as he reaches Sol's chamber door, a slender figure darts out from an alcove and blocks his path. It's Zera, her eyes wide and tear-filled, her hands outstretched in supplication.
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"Tywin, stop!" she cries, her voice cracking with emotion. "This isn't the way!"
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Tywin snarls, trying to push past her, but Zera is quick. She gestures with her fingers, and suddenly Tywin finds himself ensnared by nearly invisible strings, his limbs bound and immobilized.
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"Release me, Zera," he growls, struggling against the magical bonds. "I must end this now!"
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Zera shakes her head, tears streaming down her cheeks. "Killing Sol won't bring Sam back. It will only lead to more pain, more death."
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Behind her, Gordon, Hubert, and Dori catch up, their faces somber.
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"Zera's right," Gordon says heavily. "We all grieve for Sam, but this path leads only to darkness."
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Tywin's chest heaves with barely contained rage and sorrow. "Then what would you have me do? Let her evil go unpunished?"
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Hubert steps forward, placing a comforting hand on Tywin's shoulder. "We will have justice for Sam. But it must be done right, with clear heads and pure hearts."
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Dori nods in agreement. "Sam wouldn't want this for you, Tywin. She wouldn't want you consumed by vengeance."
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Tywin deflates slightly, the fight draining out of him. Zera releases her strings, and he slumps against the wall, his head bowed.
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"What if...what if we could bring her back?" he asks hoarsely, a desperate hope kindling in his eyes as he looks to Gordon.
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The mage's face is grave. "Sam's soul has been dragged down to Necroxia. To retrieve it would require a sacrifice of immense power."
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A cold smile twists Tywin's lips. "Then we will use Dramescula's vessel. Purge the demon and trade its foul existence for Sam's pure soul."
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The others exchange uneasy glances, but nod in grim agreement. It's a dangerous plan, but the chance to have Sam returned to them is too tempting to resist.
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Unbeknownst to the White Blood Knights, Princess Thean sits huddled in a corner of her temporary shelter, her body wracked with shivers that have nothing to do with her illness. Outside her door, she can hear the murmurs of the people as they drop their votes, praising her kindness and the diligence of her men in protecting the villages.
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But inside, Thean is lost in a nightmare of her own making. "Dramescula," she whispers, and suddenly the left side of her face transforms. Her eye bleeds scarlet, the skin turning a deathly white. Her lips darken to a bruised purple, twisting into a grotesque smile that contrasts sharply with the anguish and fear on the right side of her face.
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"Hello, my dear," Dramescula purrs, her voice silky and mocking. "Isn't this what you wanted? To be loved and respected by your people?"
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Thean whimpers, clutching her head in her hands. "Please...please leave me be."
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The demon laughs cruelly. "Oh, but I can't do that. We're bound now, you and I. Two souls in one body, forever intertwined."
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Suddenly, the door bursts open and Giza strides in, her expression stoic and unreadable. Thean looks up at her sister with a mix of hope and terror.
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"G-Giza," she stammers, "please, you have to help me, I—"
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But her words are cut off as Giza's foot lashes out, connecting with the right side of Thean's face in a brutal kick. Thean cries out in shock and pain, crumpling to the floor.
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"The White Blood Knights have put out a decree," Giza says coldly. "Any person bearing the signs of possession - pale skin, dark lips, red eyes - is to be brought to them for cleansing."
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Thean's eyes widen in horror as Dramescula cackles gleefully. "But...but I'm your sister!" Thean sobs, clutching her bruised cheek.
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Giza looks down at her dispassionately. "I stopped their decree. I told the people to enjoy the festival, that the monster threat has passed." Her lips curl in a sneer. "I care not what becomes of you now."
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With that, she turns on her heel and strides out, leaving Thean gasping on the floor, tears of hurt and betrayal streaming down her face.
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And in her place, filling the doorway like a hulking shadow, stands Tywin. His eyes blaze with a mad fire as he stares at Thean's huddled form.
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"Hello, handsome," Dramescula purrs, even as Thean shakes with terror at the sight of Tywin's clenched fists.
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