Blackheart Gone

As Liliana's powers surged, Blackheart felt the blood in his veins go wild, as if it had a life of its own.

The pressure built up fast, and before he could even react, his muscles and veins exploded.

Blood gushed from his body, painting him in a grotesque mosaic of crimson, like a field of nightmarish flowers blooming from his flesh.

From a distance, it was as though his entire body had been transformed into a macabre canvas, red blossoms sprouting violently from every pore.

Perched calmly on the tail of the colossal wyrm, Lyra watched the scene unfold with an air of cold indifference.

Grade A superpower: Hemokinesis—a terrifying ability to manipulate blood. That seemed almost too perfect for Liliana.

Its raw strength was unmatched, but the cost of wielding it was brutal. Every advancement tore through the user's body, forcing them to endure excruciating pain as their blood revolted.