It was a stunning moment, the moment that blood ran through Tula's body into the core of the bride. At that moment the body gleans with a shining light, a body that is decaying is rapidly gaining life. And finally, the bride opened her eyes.
Reeva's mind raced. He was already contending with the white demon's essence trying to take over the bride's corpse, Lola's near-dead body, and Hilda teetering on the edge of losing control. Now, Tula was here, a man who could command people's bodies like puppets, adding an entirely new layer of danger.
"Tula," Reeva growled, his demon-imbued voice cutting through the tension. "What do you want?"
He rushes in to punch the man but Tula simply backs off, since his mystic power has gotten lost, it's a matter of time before the corpse comes to life.
