304. Thaddeus and Isolde's Uncertain Fate

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“Gaaaahhhh... Damn it... you fucking dogs... Aaaahhh!” The cultist's scream and curses echoed through the battlefield as the ground shook. Dust swirled, obscuring the view.

"Lady Isolde, now’s your chance! Quickly, finish him off!" Thaddeus shouted, his voice urgent. Isolde, who had been thrown back by the impact, quickly regained her balance.

"On it!" she called out, forcing herself to focus. She sprinted towards the spot where the trap had captured the cultist, her shadow tendrils cutting through the dust. With rage burning in her chest, she aimed her dagger, dark with shadow magic, at the cultist, ready for the killing blow.

But her blade pierced nothing.

“Huh...?” Isolde’s heart skipped a beat. She glanced down. There was only a severed arm lying in the dirt—the cultist had vanished.

"CAREFUL!" Thaddeus's shout rang in her ears just as she sensed danger behind her. Instinctively, she twisted her body to dodge the incoming strike.

“Ahhhh!” Pain exploded through her sh
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