59 Chapter 59
A/N: JK i was just feeling goofy đ€Ș đ€Șđ€Ș, y'all stuck with me forever
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[Third Person's PoV]
Kalandra released a long, heavy sigh as she watched Alexia bite down on her lip. Despite her inner turmoil, Kalandra realized it was time to set aside her personal animosity. She understood that now was the moment for logical thinking, not driven by her emotions, despite the overwhelming urge to inflicted horrendous pain toward Alexia.
As the representative for all of them, Kalandra knew her role extended beyond leadership as the Sin of Pride. It encompassed the wisdom she'd gained while leadingâa discernment between emotional responses and rational thinking.
Rationally, she recognized the futility of blaming a victim. Alexia hadn't chosen to be in this situation, and Kalandra comprehended that, despite her desire to assign fault to her.
After thinking about it all Kalandra could do was shake her head "Look this meeting is a worthless endeavor, no matter how hard I try at this very moment I just don't like you. I don't know about the future so I can't say honestly how I would feel about you.
The only advice I'm willing to give you since we both fell in love with the same man is to get him to love you, not the little tiny amount of liking he has towards you right now. But genuinely love you, then if only then would we not completely hate you.
There would be a sort of dislike obviously but no hate, we as his wives could never hate something he loves. It goes against anything we stand for, his happiness is our happiness, so if he's happy with you, there is just no way we can hate you."
Alexia lowered her head, clenching her fists so tightly that they began to bleed. Still bowing, she murmured, "Thank you for your advice," to Kalandra before leaving the store.
Kalandra nodded as Alexia departed, her hands still clenched and blood dripping. Alpha sighed and swiftly cleaned the blood from the floor with a wave of her hand. She put a hand on her forehead and started massaging it as she instructed, "Omega, discreetly monitor her for a while. Report any unusual behavior back to me."
"As you order, my lady," Omega replied before discreetly shadowing Alexia.
Alexia walked on, leaving a trail of blood droplets. Anger etched on her face, she marched with determination. Seeking answers, her only hope lay in confronting her sister.
As she walked, people cleared a path for her, cautious of any potential confrontation. Arriving at the school, she paid no heed to the curious gazes of the students. At that moment, her reputation held no importance; she was indifferent to its fate. Reaching her sister's office, she ignored the stationed guards and barged in, smudging the door with a smear of blood.
Iris, engrossed in paperwork, glanced up and noticed Alexia's entrance, her expression seething with anger and a hint of blood on her lips. Iris hurriedly rose from her seat, concerned. "Alexia! What happened? Are you hâ" Before Iris could finish her sentence or examine Alexia further
*SLAP*
Alexia's palm struck Iris's cheek abruptly, leaving behind a red handprint. Shocked, Iris held her cheek, bewildered by the sudden action, and looked at Alexia, who appeared tearful.
"How could you!" Alexia's voice seethed with anger.
"What?" Iris asked, bewildered. She was perplexed by the sudden slap, Alexia's tear-streaked face, the blood on her lips, and the bloodstains on her palms. So many questions remained unanswered.
More tears streamed down Alexia's cheeks. "How could you?" she repeated, this time with a tone of sadness.
"Why did you have him interrogated?" Alexia questioned.
"Huh? Is that what this is about? You didn't have to resort to physical violence to ask such a question. The answer is obvious. He was the most likely suspect, and we had no other choice. He was your fake boyfriend; who else were we supposed to question? You should be grateful. Do you have any idea how worried I was about you?" Iris responded.
Upon hearing this, Alexia's anger surged, and she punched Iris in the center of her face. Due to her heightened emotions, her magical strength increased slightly, sending Iris flying through the room, breaking the wall that separated them from the outside.
Iris enhanced herself magically, surviving the fall. Meanwhile, Alexia leaped through the hole she created, landing forcefully and cracking the ground. As she approached Iris, she screamed, "I SHOULD BE GRATEFUL! SHOULD I BE THANKFUL THAT YOU SENT THE ONLY MAN WHO HAS TAUGHT ME AND MADE ME STRONGER TO BE TORTURED?"
Iris quickly got up from the ground and spat blood to the side. "Fine, if you won't listen to my words, I'll have to find another way to make you understand," she said sharply.
Putting up her two fists and bracing herself, Iris charged towards Alexia. Iris began throwing quick punches, but Alexia skillfully blocked or deflected them. Alexia, whose anger persisted, struck Iris in the stomach, causing her to exhale sharply.
Pushing Iris back, Alexia continued to express her anger towards her sister. "I should be grateful, you say! I should be grateful that you kept the person who's the only reason I'm alive today, chained up like a dog."
When Alexia aimed another punch at Iris's face, Iris was prepared. Catching the punch, she attempted to pull Alexia closer, aiming to headbutt her. However, Alexia anticipated this move and retaliated by positioning her head for a headbutt as well.
Both of them sustained injuries, blood flowing from their foreheads. With narrowed eyes, Alexia glared at Iris. "I will never forgive you for what you did to the only man I ever and will ever loved."
Iris screamed in frustration, both of them wincing while holding their foreheads. "I didn't do anything! Why do you keep accusing me of things I didn't do?"
Alexia, boiling with anger, enhanced herself while Iris followed suit. The commotion attracted more students, who watched from afar, hesitant to get too close to the conflict.
"THINGS YOU DIDN'T DO? WHOSE FAULT WAS IT THAT INSTEAD OF A PROPER INTERROGATION, THEY WHIPPED HIM UNTIL FLESH CAME OFF HIS BONES?"
Alexia's eyes were red from crying, reflecting her intense emotions. "YOU MADE THE PEOPLE CLOSE TO HIM HATE US. HE WAS THE ONLY ONE WHO TRIED TO MAKE ME A BETTER PERSON. HE'S THE REASON I AM WHO I AM TODAY. AND BECAUSE OF YOUR ACTIONS, HE MAY NEVER LOVE ME THE SAME WAY AGAIN.."
Alexia drew out her sword, aiming it at Iris, prompting Iris to click her tongue and draw out her sword as well.
the atmosphere crackled with an ominous energy as Alexia and Iris stood facing each other, their powers pulsating with an otherworldly brilliance. Unbeknownst to Iris, Alexia's heart seethed with an unquenchable fury, fueled by the anguish of thinking of the love of her life tortured, an act she attributed to her oblivious elder sister.
Empowered by their magical abilities, the siblings' aura intensified, enveloping the glade in an ethereal glow. Their conflict, no longer confined to mere swordplay, erupted into a spectacle of destructive energy, as they unleashed their augmented powers with reckless abandon.
With a surge of raw emotion, Alexia channeled her anger into a maelstrom of devastating energy, targeting Iris with fierce, crackling bolts that tore through the serene surroundings. Iris, caught off guard by the sudden escalation, attempted to shield herself, but the sheer force of Alexia's wrath overwhelmed her defenses.
In retaliation, Iris retaliated with waves of power, each blast tearing through the surroundings with an explosive force. Trees splintered, the ground trembled, and the once peaceful glade transformed into a battleground wreathed in chaos.
Their destructive clash continued unabated, fueled by a tempest of emotions and unrestrained magical prowess. The facade of their school loomed in the distance, its structure threatened by the cataclysmic forces unleashed by the dueling siblings.
Spectators from the school peered out, aghast at the tumultuous display before them. Some attempted to intervene, but the sheer magnitude of the sisters' magical fury made it impossible to approach the chaotic spectacle unfolding in the glade.
Within the storm of unleashed power and unbridled rage, the rift between Alexia and Iris widened, their bond shattered by the irreparable harm done to the love of Alexia's life. Their conflict, a manifestation of raw emotion and unrestrained power, threatened not only the surroundings but also their once unbreakable sisterly bond, leaving devastation in its wake.
