Chapter 278: Born from hatred

In the dead of night, deep within a shadowy cave, a lone woman knelt before a flickering fire. She dropped a dark substance into the hearth, and the blaze surged, casting eerie shadows across the cave walls.

A slow, sinister smile curved her lips as she carefully wrote symbols in her blood on a white parchment. The moment the final rune was inked, the spell glowed faintly with a cursed energy.