55. Creator-Progeny

Joana's lips curved into a slow, deliberate smile, her sharp fangs glinting under the dim light. "I'm beginning to love you, fairy," she said, her voice smooth yet charged with danger. Without another word, she turned on her heel and strode toward Victor, leaving Cara alone with the unconscious Lisa and the faint echo of Victor's frantic footsteps fading into the distance.

Moments later, a blood-curdling scream tore through the silence. Cara froze, the sound sending chills down her spine. Victor's wails grew louder, desperate, and raw, like prey caught in the jaws of a relentless predator. Then, as suddenly as it began, the screaming stopped, replaced by an eerie stillness. Cara's heart pounded as realization dawned—Victor was dead.