Villain Ch 1087. A Bird In A Cage [Part 4]
And just as he promised, the pain began to subside, but not before the siren's wings—her broken, useless wings—were replaced with something entirely new. As the light faded, she could feel the weight of them, unfamiliar yet powerful. She opened her eyes, blinking in disbelief as she looked over her shoulder.
Her wings were no longer the fragile, delicate things they once were. Instead, they were dark and lethal, made of sharp, gleaming feathers that looked like blades. They spread wide, casting a shadow over the entire pavilion. These wings weren't for flight alone—they were weapons.
The siren gasped in shock, her hand reaching back to touch her new wings. She could feel the strength in them. She flexed them experimentally, and with each movement, the feathers gleamed, reflecting the dark power she now possessed.
