"Viktor!" Ayana happily cried out, wondering if she was dreaming or not after seeing him alive and well.
"You...how…" Nyissa choked out her words, feeling shocked to see a dead man come alive, especially when she saw him die.
However, Viktor continued to look at her with a death cold gaze as he strengthened his grip around her neck and began to lift her, making her feet leave the ground.
The cursed flames were still blazing over his body, including his hand, because of which the flames were making Nyissa grimace in pain.
Since these were her own flames, she had a certain level of resistance against it but was not totally immune. Thus the skin around her neck began to get slowly burned from these flames, making her feel an intense searing sensation.
She grabbed his hands to make him let go of her neck, but for some reason, his grip seemed as strong as a dragon's grip, making her unable to even budge his hand.