Chapitre 30: Night Killers
Lyra crept through the darkened halls of Ashborne Academy, her footsteps muffled by the plush carpet. She had waited until her roommate was asleep before sneaking out, determined to delve deeper into her mother's notebook and the secrets of battle alchemy.
As she made her way towards the library, she stumbled upon an unexpected sight. In a dimly lit training room, Adrian was practicing his Essence techniques, his body glistening with sweat as he moved through a series of powerful, precise motions. Lyra couldn't help but pause, her eyes drawn to the rippling muscles of his bare chest and the fierce concentration on his face.
Despite her wariness of Adrian and the warnings Elias had given her, Lyra found herself grudgingly admiring his dedication and skill. She knew that he was a formidable opponent, a master of his craft, and a part of her couldn't help but respect that, even as she feared the darkness that lurked beneath his charming exterior.
"Well, well, what do we have here?" he said, his voice low and smooth as he approached her. "A little lamb wandering the halls at night. Don't you know it's dangerous to be out alone, especially with the big, bad wolves lurking about?"
Lyra felt a shiver run down her spine, but she refused to let her fear show. She met Adrian's gaze steadily, her chin lifted in defiance. "I can take care of myself," she said, her voice sounding braver than she felt. "And I'm not afraid of you, or anyone else."
Adrian chuckled, a dark, velvety sound that seemed to wrap around her like a caress. "Oh, I don't doubt that, little lamb. But it's not me you should be afraid of. It's your so-called friend, Elias."
Lyra frowned, confusion and defensiveness rising within her. "What are you talking about? Elias is my friend, and he's warned me about you. He says you're dangerous, that you prey on innocent girls like me."
Adrian's eyes flashed with something like anger, but it was gone in an instant, replaced by a smooth, persuasive charm. "And you believe him? Elias is a member of the resistance, Lyra. They're the ones who are truly dangerous, the ones who hunt us down like animals, just because of what we are."
He took a step closer, his presence overwhelming in the dimly lit hallway. "The resistance sees us as nothing more than creatures, monsters to be exterminated. They don't understand the true nature of our power, the beauty and complexity of our Essence techniques. They fear what they cannot control, and they seek to destroy us because of it."
Lyra's mind reeled, trying to reconcile Adrian's words with what she knew of Elias. Could it be true? Could the boy who had been so kind and supportive, who had warned her about the dangers of the Sanguine, actually be a member of a group that sought to harm them?
"I... I don't know what to believe," she said, her voice trembling slightly. "Elias has been nothing but good to me. He's helped me with my studies, and he's been there for me when I needed a friend."
Adrian's expression softened, a look of understanding and sympathy crossing his face. "I know it's hard to accept, Lyra. Elias is charming, and he knows how to manipulate people. But trust me when I say that he's not who he appears to be. The resistance will stop at nothing to destroy our kind, and they'll use any means necessary to do it, even if it means deceiving and betraying those closest to us."
He reached out, his fingers brushing lightly against her cheek in a gesture that was both tender and possessive. "I can protect you, Lyra. I can show you the true nature of your power, and help you harness it in ways you never dreamed possible. But you have to trust me, and you have to be willing to see the truth, even if it's painful."
Lyra's heart raced, torn between the conflicting emotions swirling within her. She couldn't deny the attraction she felt towards Adrian, the way his touch set her skin on fire and his words seemed to speak directly to her deepest desires. But she also couldn't shake the feeling that there was something dangerous about him, something that lurked beneath the surface of his charm and charisma.
"I... I need time to think," she said, pulling away from his touch and backing towards the library doors. "I can't just abandon Elias, not without knowing the truth for certain. But I promise I'll keep an open mind, and I'll try to see things from your perspective."
Adrian nodded, a slight smile playing at the corners of his mouth. "Of course, take all the time you need, little lamb. But remember, the truth is often harder to accept than the lies we tell ourselves. And when you're ready to embrace your true potential, I'll be here, waiting for you."
With that, he turned and strode away, leaving Lyra alone in the hallway, her mind racing with questions and doubts.
État de l’alimentation hebdomadaire
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Power Stone 
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