Chapter 202: The Revenge - 3

But he couldn't find anything but then suddenly his ears picked up the painful muffled cry coming from another end of the village.

Donovan narrowed his eyes and flew in the direction from where he had heard the voice coming from. On the way, he passed by the shrine and saw the dead man laying quietly there. His head had burst open and blood had spurted out around everywhere.

The site was very gruesome to watch and can cringe anyone who saw but oddly Donovan felt relief washed over his heart.

From the way the man had died it was certain that it was Silja's work and if her powers had surfaced that means that no one would have been able to be hurt. Afterall all he has witnessed her outburst before and it would be even hard for him to fight her let alone those few people hired by Gwen.

Donovan moved away from there and landed on the ground from where he had sensed the voice coming and swiftly changed into his dragon form.

He looked around for the traces of Silja but thankfully he didn't have to put much effort into finding her because. Silja came out from behind one crumbled building, dragging Gwen by her one arm. 

Donovan's eyes narrowed as he saw the girl. Clad in a pure white dress which he himself has selected for her. Her puffy long sleeves have been torn from some places.

While the dress has turned muddy and dirty, small grace and what not sticking to it. Silja's beautiful face that was supposed to look beautiful was now embellished with blood droplets from earlier when she killed one of her kidnappers.

Her crimson hair was messy, all the ornaments and pearls, which maids had used to decorate the beautiful bun earlier have long been lost.

All in all, she was looking like a bloodied bride nothing similar to how Donovan had expected to see her on their wedding day.

But still, no matter what State Silja was, Donovan still found her more than beautiful.

In the stary night a girl standing there with fierce expressions on her face.

Even her dirtied appearance made Donovan's heart filled with unknown pride and love.

He was worried earlier about her and spent the whole night looking for the girl but here she was, killing and playing with her prey. 

How could they have thought that prey would turn out to be the predator and hunt them down one by one?

Donovan has never seen a girl in such a state. Yes, Silja was feisty and a bit fierce but the way she was now behaving was brutal. With one look at Gwen and the dead body, he encountered on the way Donovan was sure that she must have given them brutal death.

Silja was cold to people who she didn't know but once she took someone like her own she opened her warmest heart for them. And she was just like a kind stream of love that was warm and caring. So how could it turn into something like this?

Her transformation was beyond imagination and totally opposite.

Silja, who was still unaware of the man's presence who was admiring her, threw Gwen roughly.

"Run…." And then yelled.

But Gwen's whole body was covered in bruises. Blood was trailing out of her nose and mouth.

She was clearly in no condition to take even a step and when Silja had thrown her out she didn't even make any attempt to run away or even move a single mussel.

As a dragon, these wounds weren't enough for her to get killed but that doesn't mean they don't hurt.

"Run...I said," Silja growled loudly.

Her voice has changed into one of the deep and hoarse. Donovan, who was standing far away, noticed this change immediately.

He looked at the girl and started to observe her. Apart from the usual change in her eyes, he noticed the changes in her hands too. Which were now clawed with long and sharp nails. Her skin has turned even paler than before and not to forget the darkness he could sense in the air.

Looks like he needs to find out sooner about her actual lineage. Because what Donovan saw was something very strange and unheard.

Donovan, who saw Silja treating Gwen like that, didn't move and just stood far, away from their line of sight. He didn't want to interrupt what Silja wanted to do.

He knew that Silja must have been triggered emotionally to react like these and he didn't want to stop her and let her vent all her anger.

Silja yelled again looking at Gwen but the girl just moaned in pain. Actually, it wasn't that Gwen didn't want to run away she wanted to but her body has simply given up.

She has understood what Silja want. She wasn't interested in killing her in one go but torture her slowly.

"Le...let me go," Gwen pleaded umpteenth time. 

"Why...how does it feel to be tortured like this huh?" Silja yanked her hand and pulled her up.

Gwen groaned in pain. 

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"Did you forget the way you behaved with that little girl? You didn't even hesitate to kill her," the more Silja think of the way how Gwen was used to treating Aral her anger rose and just thought that this woman has taken advantage of the situation and killed Arla while she was unconscious was making her eyes breaking all the limits.

Gwen opened her eyes tiredly hearing that. He saw Silja's current appearance and shuddered one more time. She had made mistake, there was no way Silja is human.

If she had new earlier she would have acted in such a careless way to leave her open to attack them and killed the girl there and there in the forest the way she killed her maid.

Gwen cursed her luck but there was nothing she could do now.

She has landed in hands of this demoness and no one was going to come and save her.

"Huh..yes I did what...can you do about..that... cough... cough.." Gwen said while smiling on her face but at the end of the sentence she coughed up blood.

The girl's expensive gown was now sullied in her own blood by now.

But she still smiled provocatively at Silja.

Enough was enough, she couldn't go through this torture anymore.

It did or die for Gwen now.

And as expected her words affected Silja instantly the way she wanted.

Silja squatted down beside the girl and held her by her hair and yanked them roughly. If she was in her usual self she wouldn't have behaved such a way but this Silja wasn't the same as before.

"Looks like I haven't given the taste of your medicine enough," Silja hissed in her hoarse voice.

"Yes, I didn't...and... I will never," Gwen was no less.

"Then be ready to die," Silja scoffed and raised her hand.

The long nails reached out towards Gwen's heart.

Gwen saw that and closed her eyes in fear. But she sighed in relief. Even death was better than the torture she was going through.

Silja's hand-dug in Gwen's chest cut through the fabric of her dress and corset she was wearing.

But before she could penetrate dipper someone held her hand from behind and pulled her hand back.

"You…" Silja growled without looking behind the person who stopped her.

She hissed and turned around and froze in the spot.

"That's enough..," Donovan held Silja and turned her around by her shoulder. His voice was gentle, Donovan cupped Silja blood-stained cheeks in his warm palms.

Silja looked at the man blankly for a few seconds before she tried to shake his hand off her face and again turned towards Gwen. Gwen who was laying there, waiting for the pain to come but suddenly heard Donovan's soft voice followed by Silja's annoyed growled.

And she opened her eyes instantly. Her eyes fell on the man who was sitting behind Silja. And just his presence made Gwen burst into tears.

"No…," but Silja wasn't affected as she was still filled with anger. All she wanted was Gwen's blood on her hand.

"Don't...you have done enough… let me handle everything now okay," with ever so gentle voice Donovan pulled Silja away from Gwen.

"She killed Arla…," Silja yelled.

She was still caught in her emotions and failed to understand what Donovan said.

Her eyes reddened with pain as she looked at him.

"No she didn't...arla is alright," Donovan pulled the girl forcefully in his arms and pressed her head on his chest despite her protest.

"Calm down...calm down…" Donovan gently rubbed her back soothingly.

"I'm here don't worry anymore, okay. Arla and Mira are also alive and fine. Nothing happened to them," he kept repeating those words so that Silja could calm down and understand what he was saying.

Eventually, Silja calm down, Donovan's voice was ringing beside her ears, and just like that the anger faded and grief took over her heart.

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