That Prince Is A Girl: The Vicious King’s Slave Mate Novel

Chapter 844 Chapter 844: Leaving them for Vladya, he hunted only the one that mattered. Then, he saw her. The masked Urekai carrying her was running through the underbrush. Daemonikai roared, lunging forward. The assassin saw him and immediately dropped Emeriel. She crashed to the ground, rolling to the side. Daemonikai was about to charge at his attacker when a folded piece of cloth was thrown at him. Mid-flight, it unfolded sharply, releasing a cloud of powdered toxins. He pulled back, his nostrils flaring. Dragon's blood. Abadin leaf.

The distinct scent of snake skin, probably even mixed with snake bone. When it hit him, his muscles screamed. Any ordinary Urekai would have collapsed instantly, paralyzed and defenseless, but he was no ordinary one. Zaiper knew that, hence the exaggeration. A mixture of toxins powerful enough to burn through the bones of giants. Still, Daemonikai pressed on. With every ounce of his dwindling strength, he closed the distance, grabbed the assassin, and fought. Blinded by pain and rage, he ripped the dagger from the assassin's belt and drove it into him.

He aimed for precise, vital points, again and again, until the assassin collapsed, bleeding out and writhing. "Daemon!" Vladya burst through the brush, in his human form, his tunic stained with blood. "Are you alright?" "Toxins," Daemonikai gritted through his teeth. "Take care of him. I need to bring Emeriel back." He turned and charged through the forest; the only thing guiding him now was his love. He found her unconscious and fragile. Discover new content now gⱯlnσνeℓs․cøm He lifted her into his arms and took off again, his feet pounding the ground, back to Ravenshadow.

The pain pierced through his limbs. The toxins burned in his veins. The blood burned under his skin. His arms trembled from the effort of carrying her, but he didn't stop. "Stay with me," he whispered over and over as he ran. "Stay with me, my angel. My shining star." He kissed her forehead, never slowing down. "You fought with the strength of the lioness you are. I'm so proud of you. Now, hold on a little longer, darling. Stay with me." Vladya's primal instincts were everywhere as he tore through the grounds of Blackstone, searching for Aekeira.

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