Power Of Blood: Darkness Never Leaves 41 Gremlin

Davar felt as if he was standing in h.e.l.l itself. The heat was enough to melt off his skin as he eagerly tried to find a way out. But all his efforts went to waste. There was no possible way out.

Shivam enjoyed the scene with a smile on his face.

He didn't look like a scary gangster now. More like a trapped dog! Did he really think just a letter would come as a warning? How foolish. Shivam thought. He couldn't believe a small fly like him had the courage to go against Bhairavis. Ever since their master fell sick, all the small time pests thought they had a chance now. This had just brought unnecessary trouble to Dhira. So Shivam stepped up and took this in his hands. He had asked Dhira to let him send the warning. So he had brought one of his teams here and another one was already keeping an eye on the Devdoots. Dhira had been neck deep in work nowdays, he just wanted to share her burdens. They have been childhood friends.

When he was finally satisfied by the fear in Davar's eyes, he turned and prepared to leave. One of his subordinates came upto him and handed him a few envelopes.

"We found these in the room."

Shivam opened one of the envelopes and saw a photograph of a girl. She was fair with elegant features. The photos seemed like sneak shots. These were definitely taken without her knowledge. He was well aware of Davar's business, so this was quite expected.

Shivam had no interest in what he did, so he tossed those envelopes aside. Few photographs fell out unevenly on the ground and one of them caught his eye. Even though the face of that girl was covered by another photo above it but the bag she was holding was familiar. Shivam could not recall from where he remembered it. He bent down to pick it up so he could satisfy his curiosity. His eyes widened when he saw the full picture. It was Visha!

He then turned back and extinguished the fire. Only the conjurer had the ability to control the h.e.l.lfire. Since it was rare, there were hardly any witches who had it. Davar heaved a sigh of relief as the fire was gone before it engulfed his entire hideout. His happiness had not even reached his heart when someone abruptly held him by his neck and his voice got stuck in his throat. Before he could react he blacked out.

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Dhira had told Visha that maybe she was too upset to focus her mind and she should meditate for a while. She saw Visha squat down on the gra.s.s as she tried to meditate.

"Maybe you should take off your accessories to feel lighter. It usually helps."

Visha seemed confused as she saw no connection between the two things but followed the instructions anyway. Dhira was the expert after all, and Visha was still a newbie. There were plenty of things she didn't know about magic. So she trusted Dhira in this aspect fully.

After about half an hour she felt much more calm and opened her eyes. Dhira nodded at her to tell her to give it another shot. Visha stood up and took a deep breath before reciting the incantations again. She held up her hand as her palm faced the candle. A fierce flame shot out of her hand and the whole table was burnt down to ashes within seconds. There was no trace of gra.s.s left an entire kilometer.

Dhira gasped in horror as her once perfect backyard had a huge gra.s.sless patch. All it consisted of now, was ash! She immediately controlled herself from showing her surprise as it might scare Visha as well.

"You were supposed to direct it towards the candle. Try to control your power and just light the candle. It's not about the strength in witchcraft. Its about the skill."

Most of what Dhira said was just bulls.h.i.t except about the importance of skill. She had seen powerful witches fall, by the hands of the skillful ones. Visha had a lot of power, she needs skill. Dhira could never have expected its magnitude. Trainees could hardly make a spark for days and she remodeled her backyard in the very first try. No wonder Payal used a Suppression Stone on her. She had only heard about Payal as the most powerful witch in almost a century. Even she was not capable of this level of destruction before a decade of training. Visha was like a Gremlin, little but fierce. Could a human even possess a power of this high amplitude?

Dhira was already aware of her mother, maybe she should look into her father's ident.i.ty just to be sure. Maybe she was being overly cautious but she was not someone who could act however she wanted. She was now responsible for every Bhairavi witch, and also the enforcement of witch laws in the entire country. Playing safe was all she wanted for now.

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