Supreme Magus novel Chapter 2954

Chapter 2954 Victims and Perpetrators (Part 2)

'Whatever Nalrond does to me, I deserve it. This pain is the consequence of my actions and I'm owning it for once.' Acala thought.

"You destroyed my village!" Nalrond yelled as a left-handed slash cleaved Acala's arm at shoulder level and the limb into four smaller pieces.

No blood spurted from the wounds. The heat cauterized them instantly, searing the flesh and releasing a barbeque smell.

"You killed my people!" A right-handed strike tore apart the remaining arm as well.

"You killed my family! My wife!" Nalrond crossed his claws into an X-shaped cut that severed Acala's legs, leaving him a helpless stump.

"How dare you stand here like nothing happened?" The Rezar lifted Acala from the collar of his shirt, his eyes burning with mana while his claws sizzled on contact with the flesh. "How dare you live in comfort, well-fed and dressed while I couldn't even collect the ashes of my people?

"You should be hiding in some dirty hole like the rat you are. You should spend the rest of your life scared, running from one place to another without knowing what day will be your last!" Nalrond screamed every single word and soon found himself short on breath.

Yet his body was full of strength, his rage burned so strong that everything felt possible to him. Having his hated enemy at hand was a dream come true. He had imagined that moment countless times and it was turning out to be everything he had hoped for.

With one jarring sour note.

In Nalrond's fantasies, Acala fought tooth and nail. He would scream in pain, shouting with rage and desperation as his life neared its gory, violent end. Now, instead, the former Ranger refused to struggle and had yet to emit as much as a whimper.

"You have no right to be happy!" Nalrond shouted in frustration and when once again Acala refused to reply, the Rezar decapitated him. "You have no right to live! My people should have never saved you!"

Nalrond's right hand pierced through Acala's chest, puncturing his heart and seizing Dawn's white crystal. He unleashed his best spells one after the other, screaming in an animalistic roar in the attempt to split the host and the cursed object apart.

"Did you get it out of your system?" Dawn said, her voice coming out of the head on the floor that had shapeshifted into her own.

Crystals sprouted from the stumps and reconnected the main body with the severed limbs. The muscular body of Acala was replaced by a lithe feminine frame, yet when Dawn's delicate hand closed around the Rezar's claws, it had the strength of an industrial vise.

"I let Zepho become your punching bag because that's what he wanted. For some stupid reason, he feels guilty for what happened to you." The Horseman pulled Nalrond's hand out of her chest with deliberate slowness as the Rezar grunted in fury and effort, trying to resist.

"He can do everything he wants with his body, but when you dared touch mine, I had to draw a line, you scum." The crystal sprouts disappeared along with the wounds, leaving no trace of the slaughter.

"How dare you call me scum, murderer?"?Nalrond spat every word, saliva dripped off the Horseman's face.

"I just like calling things by their name, thief." Dawn replied with a low growl. "Since you are such a connoisseur of vengeance, you won't mind me exacting mine!"