“I...I don't understand.” Emma mumbled, trying to free herself from Cern's embrace. He spun her around and gripped her upper arms, gazing at her.
“You said you wanted to help me. Restore me to who I used to be. Before the corruption. Well, it's got to go somewhere.” He smirked.
“This isn't you.” Emma put her hands on his chest and shoved backwards, but Cern tightened his grip.
“It's part of me Emma. Sort of like this part is part of you.” He let loose a blast of his anger and her skin immediately greyed out, the Demon Form taking shape before his eyes. Ah, and he had come here to get her to remove her Mark, never realizing.. he may belong to her, but now, NOW, she belonged to him.
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“Oh my God, how are you so much better at this than me?” Phoebie whined.
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