Chapter 6 - Title: Maria's Revenge and the Awakening of Light

Maria, now bound by a contract with a shadowy entity, felt a new power within her. Consumed by hatred and anger, she decided to take action. With supernatural speed, she rushed towards the car where Melia and Celena were sitting, crashing into the vehicle with destructive force. The impact woke Melia, who opened her eyes in surprise and saw Maria's icy stare. Before Melia or Celena could react, Maria violently opened the car door and dragged them both out of the vehicle. Dark hands, emerging from the shadows themselves, grabbed them and dragged them to an unknown destination. As they were being carried away, Maria cried, but these were no ordinary tears—they were blood. With a voice trembling with rage, she addressed Celena: "You enjoyed seeing him believe your lies, didn't you? You reveled in his suffering before he died. You rejoiced in seeing my mother and me sink into poverty, even begging us for food..." Celena, ashamed, lowered her head, unable to respond. But Maria, unable to contain her rage, shouted louder, her cries echoing in the darkness. Finally, they arrived at their destination. Melia, terrified, asked, "Where are we?" She looked around in panic before fixing her eyes on her mother. Celena, overcome with fear, cried desperately, "Don't hurt my parents, Maria!" But Maria was no longer listening. Her mind was entirely consumed by her thirst for revenge. She descended the steps of the place where they had arrived and approached a door. With a cold and determined gesture, she knocked on the door. Celena's parents, incredulous, opened the door, not expecting what was to follow. Without an ounce of mercy, Maria killed them cruelly, dismembering them before Celena's horrified eyes. Blood flowed, and in an act of macabre madness, Maria whispered, "I'm sorry, Mum and Dad," imitating Celena's voice, making the act even more cruel. Melia, unable to bear it any longer, collapsed. But suddenly, a pure, blinding white light appeared above her. The light, almost divine, leapt upon Maria, enveloping the scene in a blinding glow. What followed was a Dantean battle. Light and shadow clashed, each blow echoing like thunder in the air. Maria, fuelled by hatred and the dark power of the contract, fought back with relentless ferocity, but the light seemed tireless, forcing her to retreat. Celena, collapsed, watched the battle, silently praying for the light to triumph, knowing that her fate and that of her daughter depended on it. The battle continued, each moment pushing both opponents to their limits. Who would prevail: hatred fuelled by pain and betrayal, or the light embodying hope and redemption?