PLAN SUICIDE ON WEDDING NIGHT - Season 3 Episode 91

As Mura was subduing Blain, the Tomaris he had brought with him cursed bitterly in their own tongue as they were defeated.

In the center of the Glory Room, they drew another large magic pattern, and that was when the rebellious Blain finally fell silent. It was becoming clear what was about to happen.

One by one, the Tomaris that had supported Cerdina were sacrificed.

The eyes of the other Tomaris remained cold as they killed the people of their blood. The Toma people believed in supporting each other. This was not an easy decision for them. They had to sternly repress their emotions as they carried out their ugly work, and the final sacrifice to complete the spell was Blain himself.

Though Blain had been as contemptuous of other people’s lives as if they were worms, it seemed that he had never contemplated the idea of his own death. Now he could only lie there weakly, his limbs broken, and wait.

He had killed so many people. Leah remembered all those years where she could do nothing but watch. From an early age, she had been trained and indoctrinated to obedience. Unconsciously, she had always believed that she had to obey him and Cerdina for Estia’s sake.

It was Ishakan who had rescued her from this narrow pit. It had felt as if she could only see the smallest slice of the sky, and he had brought her out so she could see all the way to the horizon.

He was the reason that she had been able to choose to cut herself off from her past, and more thoroughly and radically than she could even imagine.

She was about to take someone’s life. She never would have thought she could do that, much less kill Blain herself, but she knew she had been waiting for this day. There was only a sense of liberation, as if she had awakened from a nightmare she had been fighting to escape for a long, long time.

With her back to the dim light glowing from the ceiling, Leah straddled Blain with her bloodstained wedding dress tattered over her thighs. Blain’s eyes trembled as he looked up at Leah, who held a dagger in her hand.

“Save me…”

It was an ironic request, considering he had been screaming that he would kill them both only a few minutes ago. It amused her.

Leah brought the dagger down, to end the nightmare that had tormented her for so long, once and for all.

The blade sank into his body.

Blain’s eyes went wide. As if he couldn’t believe it. As if he had never once imagined that Leah would dare to do such a thing.

The moment the blade pierced his heart, a shiver ran down Leah’s spine, and she reflexively clutched her belly as something slammed into her. Leah rolled onto the floor as the black smoke dissipated.

“Ahhhhhh! Blain, Blain…!” Cerdina screamed, rushing toward him and grabbing for the dagger. It was too late. The blade had already pierced his heart.

She lost her mind.

Blood poured from her body, instantly absorbed by the magic pattern, and the light in Blain’s eyes went out.

“No, Blain, ahhh…!”

Her whole body trembled as she felt for his pulse and found nothing, her hands covered with her son’s blood. Suddenly her mouth opened and her body quivered, smoke writhing as she vomited dark blood.

Though she had been able to resist when Leah broke her spell, this time she couldn’t even move. Her head fell onto Blain’s body as she began to sob in grief and desolation.

The watching Tomaris looked down at her.

“Now you know what it is, to lose the one you love.”

Cerdina’s head lifted. Tears of blood poured down her face as she screamed.

“Die!!!”

Black smoke billowed in all directions and swept away all the Tomaris who had cast the spell. Mura was flung away and smashed into a wall, black smoke stabbing through her stomach.

Blood poured. Mura fell to the floor, her hand stretching toward Leah before she collapsed, overcome.

Panting, Cerdina turned toward Leah with black blood flowing from her mouth. She couldn’t move her body properly. Thick smoke wafted around her as she crawled on all fours toward Leah.