Chapter 246: The Daughter

**Thelma Zane’s POV** Azazel’s twisted smirk vanished, replaced by a cold, oppressive aura that seemed to darken the world around us. His reaction to Mullwica’s sudden appearance was clear—he hadn’t anticipated her arrival and certainly didn’t welcome it. “I devoured you,” he stated, his voice a mix of confusion and certainty. “How could you still exist after that?” Mullwica’s expression shifted to one of disdainful amusement. “Devour me? You deluded demon,” she sneered. “Do you truly think you have the power to consume the descendant of the goddess of fate? As long as the tide of the river of fate flows within me, no force in this world or beyond can claim my soul.” Her words hit like a thunderclap. A descendant of the goddess of fate? This revelation wasn’t part of the legends I had heard. The power she radiated now, however, made her claim undeniable. Dorothy, who had taken advantage of the distraction caused by their confrontation, hurried to my side. She quickly wor