Dark magic (Creepypasta x Dark and blood bender! Female! Reader)

Chapter 46 (Part 3)

A/N: This book contains NSFW, Cannibalism, Biting, Gore, Blood, Profanities, Violence, Mention of Sickness and illness, and other stuff that could trigger the viewers. Also, I cannot believe this book is going to be finished soon and maybe soon we could say goodbye for this book because this book might be my last book as Creepypasta Fanfiction.
P.s. The picture is not mine and credit to the owner of the creator.

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Recap:

First-Person Point of View:

"Well, well," Lucifer taunted, his voice echoing with a sinister delight that sent a shiver down my spine. "Seems you've found yourselves in quite the predicament, haven't you? My army is formidable opponents, and you'll soon discover the true extent of your vulnerabilities."

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I braced myself for the clash between our people and Lucifer's infernal army. As my gaze locked onto his burning eyes, a sinking feeling gripped me. In a heartbeat, his evil intent crystallized into a horrifying reality. A searing wall of flames erupted around me, a blazing cage that separated me from the others I had come to rely upon. My breath caught, a mixture of shock and rage swirling within me as I glared at Lucifer, his wicked grin mocking my vulnerability.
"My poor sweet child, do you really think I am just gonna let a bunch of them fight me? Take my words, I am not a fool to begin with unlike my brothers," he crosses his arms.

Each time I try to take a step forward or backwards, the fire surges and dances closer to me, anticipating my every move to get away from him. My frustration grew with every attempt, It is as if the fires already reading my every movement before I take a leap at him. Lucifer's laughter echoed like a haunting melody, his lavender eyes would follow me everywhere with cruel amusement as he watched my futile attempts to escape the flame.
"Do you truly believe you can escape my grasp?" he jeered

A seething rage began to swell within me, fueled by Lucifer's taunts and the sheer mockery that was thrown at me. , I drew my sword, the blade gleaming with a steely determination that mirrored my own. The weight of the weapon in my hand is a reminder of my will to fight back against the creator of the darkness. With my sword gripped tightly in my hand, I cast a glance at my rival and I called out to him.
"Lucifer, if you are truly the powerful entity you claim to be, then come down from your throne of flames and face me instead of sitting there like a coward," I demand him to go down.

A flicker of annoyance flashed across Lucifer's features, his pride clearly wounded by my words, and his laughter ceased down. With a sinister grimace on his face, he began to descend from his throne of flames after he stood up from his chair. With each step he took the ground would vibrate, and his metallic heels clicked against the obsidian stairs. The flames retreated from his presence as if even they acknowledged his power.
"You really start pissing me off, little girl," each word he spoke out would get deeper and deeper.

The prince of the Pride's eyes transformed into an abyssal black with his lense still having that vivid purple colour that is glowing in the darkness. With a motion that was both graceful and ominous, his wings spreading apart as I can see every sharp edge on them. And without any hesitation coming from the price of the Pride, he charges me with an ungodly speed. The blade on his hands, sliced through the air with a chilling swiftness. Instinct and adrenaline took over as I met his assault head-on, the clash of steel ringing out like a battle cry from the war.