"It's done," Vlad said softly.
Mirena slowly sat up, feeling a surge of energy coursing through her body. The runes glowed faintly before settling beneath her skin, invisible but alive with power.
"Thank you, my King," the Royal Guard's voice was sharp and powerful. Deep gratitude was evident in her eyes as she felt the immense power she now controlled.
Vlad smiled at the Royal Guard and signaled her to leave the runic laboratory. As soon as he was alone, the Depravita of Wrath collapsed to the ground, taking deep breaths as he allowed himself a moment of respite. Vlad did not care about appearances or looking tough, but they were in a war, and it was fundamental that people saw him as an unstoppable force.
