Chapter 219

But even as they celebrated, Dexter’s heart sank. Draven was not defeated; he was reeling, his form wavering as the darkness coiled around him like a living shadow, trying to regain its strength.

“I am not finished yet!” Draven roared, his voice echoing with fury. The shadows twisted and writhed, coiling around him like serpents, feeding off the fear and chaos. He straightened, glaring at Dexter with a mix of rage and determination. “You think you can defeat me? I have lived for centuries! This power is mine to command!”

Dexter felt a surge of dread as Draven’s aura darkened, a storm brewing in the air around them. “Charlotte, we need to hold him off! We can’t let him regroup!”

“I’m trying!” she shouted back, her hands weaving through the air, conjuring shields of light to fend off the shadowy tendrils that lunged at them. “But there are too many of them!”

Dexter took a deep breath, pushing aside his fear. “We can’t let them overwhelm us. We have to be quick and decisive!” He locked e
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