182: The Prophecy 2

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When Nyssa was left alone after Maru leave with Czar, Octavian and Yuan, she let out a shaky breath. Her hands and sweat were cold and her legs were shivering.

Dang, she was scared for real.

How could she not? This situation is really...

She glanced towards her friends who were now fighting against the enemies.

She was afraid to die, yes. But most of all, she was afraid to lose people again. Every now and then Momiji's death replayed in her mind and it caused her chest to hurt so much. Thinking how she just sent her friends and family to fight these strong enemies, she just couldn't stop her mind from thinking of lots of what-ifs.

But then again, this battle was inevitable. And since her people were already out there, there was no reason for her to stay there.

She once again took a deep breath and then finally, produced her Void sword.

"Well... Here comes nothing." She muttered before joining the fray between Anastasia and Moira.

***

It had become apparent to anyone that when Nyssa joined the battle, she intended to help Moira against Anastasia.

Even Anastasia herself figured it out.

But this Moira...

"Damn it, Moira! You are really not worth helping nor loving. Di ka naman kulang sa aruga but you are acting like a damn orphan!" Nyssa cursed and angrily castigated Moira when in the middle of their fighting, this jerk lady suddenly sneaked an attack towards her. She couldn't stop being infuriated. How could a person, specifically her own twin sister, turned out to be this demon?!

Damn! She was the one who lacked of love but she turned out normal, for pete's sake!

Nyssa gritted her teeth as she wiped the sand on her body and face since she landed face first after Moira's attack. Fortunately, she had the Void cloak behind her so it deflected Moira's golden sword. Still, the impact and surprise was enough to throw her away on the ground.

"Need help?" Maru asked. She just came back when she saw Nyssa's face planted on the ground.

"No. I am okay. Assist others instead."

After that she joined the fight again. This time, she was weary against having her back towards Moira again. The heck she would let her attack her again like that.

"I admire your big-heartedness, Nyssa. Your twin sister already did you one there but you are still going to fight with her against me?" Anastasia even chuckled.

"I am not big-hearted. And if you are not the bigger threat here, why the hell wouldn't I want to fight with her?"

"How did I become a bigger threat, eh? Because of my cultivation? If I know, your sister here have been plotting to destroy this world, even wanting to extend her hands to the Creator, since time immemorial. Between me and her, I think she is the most evil."

"I know right?!" Nyssa fumingly agreed. She was still angry after Moira's greasy attack. "You don't have to worry. I will deal with her after I deal with you."

"How naive! Instead of fighting, how about joining me instead. After all, we have each other's body. How about this? How about we exchange bodies now, eh?"

Nyssa was perplexed for a moment.

Exhanging bodies? Of course, she wanted that!

However...

She looked at her body which is being occupied by Anastasia's soul.

Even from where she was, she could tell that it was no longer the same compared to what it was used to be. It had been greatly abused and tainted in Netherland.

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