"Those…" Arad growled, blood rushing to his head, causing the veins on his forehead to bulge and his eyes to burn bright red and fill with pulsing veins. Seeing the severed heads of his wives was enough to send him into a mad frenzy.
^{I'm still alive…that was the clone's head.}^ Doma's words pierced his consciousness and forced him back to his senses. ^{This has to be like what happened in the bath. Don't let her provocation shake you.}^
Arad's vision cleared and his eyes looked at the crimson drops of blood dripping from the severed heads and hands on Kali's body. Their smell, look and magic were far too real to be fake. Every cell in his body screamed that those belonged to his wives. It was a strange feeling that Doma was the only voice of reason in his head.
For now, he had to inspect Kali's body for any weakness. Her azure skin reflected light like a gem, standing out from the mundane stones and desolate background.
