179 The Third Trial: Desperate Measures

As the last scene dissolved into her memories and dissipated, Misha's eyes cracked open with a lacklustre glow. Warm tears gushed from her eyes as she collapsed on her hands.

"AHHHHHH."

Desperation-filled wails echoed in the entire floor as the weight of her past settled in. A chaotic mess of regret, sadness, and guilt assaulted her mind and gripped her heart painfully. Yet, Ignatius wasn't done tormenting her.

"I almost forgot a detail, my beloved Misha." He started with an affectionate tone before accentuating each following word, "The chimaera you were locked with..." His smile widened, and his eyes became two crescents as he relished revealing the truth.

"Was based on. Your. Horse. Hahaha. I almost choked while you devored it excitedly. Tsk, when I imagine it never wounded you for the past twenty-eight years, but at the slightest chance, you devored your friend. Bahahaha. I can't stop laughing."