The Heiress's Comeback-Chapter 101: [Volume 1] - - Please wake up..

The tension in the room escalated as Beom, Esme’s white tiger, fixed its golden eyes on them, its lips curling back to reveal sharp, gleaming teeth. It was on the verge of attacking, a low, guttural growl rumbling from deep within its chest.

Sensing the imminent danger, Ryan and Jay reacted quickly. Their hands moved in perfect synchronization, and with practiced precision, they hurled small, bottle-like substances to the floor. As the bottles shattered, a powerful, shimmering barrier erupted around the room, designed to protect it from being torn apart by the chaos that was about to ensue.

Beom, undeterred by the sudden shield, roared and lunged forward, its massive form hurtling straight toward Ryan. But before it could reach him, Ray’s eagle—his divine beast—swooped in, positioning itself between the tiger and its target. Its wings stretched wide, emitting a loud, piercing screech that collided with Beom’s roar.

The sound was deafening.

The force of their collision was so powerful that the very air in the room seemed to tremble. The tiger’s roar shook the walls, while the eagle’s screech reverberated, pushing back the full force of Beom’s attack.

The sheer energy from the clash was overwhelming, sending a shockwave through the room. Even the protective barrier shuddered under the pressure, its surface flickering as it strained to contain the violent encounter.

Jay and Ryan braced themselves, holding on to the hope that the barrier would hold as the divine beasts clashed. Helga stood her ground, her heart pounding in her chest as she witnessed the immense power of both creatures.

But there was a sense of urgency. They had to find a way to calm Esme’s beast before the entire situation spiraled further out of control. The room, though shielded, would not withstand this kind of pressure for long.

Beom’s roar intensified, its golden eyes blazing with fury, as it pressed harder against the eagle. Helga exchanged a glance with Ray, both knowing that something drastic had to be done—and soon.

As the clash between the divine beasts intensified, Helga suddenly remembered something Esme had once told her during a lighthearted conversation.

It was one of those rare moments when Esme had managed to smile, and they had been discussing their divine beasts. "If there’s only one way to control a beast, it’s through their owner," Esme had said. "The beast only attacks when they sense their master is in danger. If you want them to calm down, you have to calm their master. Only the master can truly control them." 𝘧𝓇ℯℯ𝑤ℯ𝘣𝓃ℴ𝓋𝑒𝑙.𝑐𝘰𝑚

Helga had laughed at the time, teasing Esme. "Oh, and if your beast gets out of control and you don’t stop it, what should I do? Should I just accept defeat and let it tear me apart?"

Esme had chuckled, a sound that now seemed like a distant memory. "Hmm, if that happens," she’d replied playfully, "just call me ’sister’ and shout my name. I’ll wake up, and I’ll stop the beast." The memory of Esme’s soft laughter had stuck with Helga.

Helga’s heart clenched as the realization hit her. She knew what she had to do. It wasn’t about fighting Beom or suppressing its power—it was about reaching Esme.

"Really?" Helga had asked Esme back then, her own tone half-joking.

"Really," Esme had replied, the look in her eyes soft but certain.

Now, with Beom raging in the room and the divine eagle barely holding its own, Helga took a deep breath. It was time to test that old joke.

"Esme!" she called out, her voice firm but full of emotion. "Esme, it’s Helga. Your sister. Wake up! Stop this!"

For a moment, nothing happened. The chaos continued, but Helga kept her eyes on Esme’s still figure, praying that her words would reach her friend through the storm of the beast’s fury.

"Esme, please!" Helga shouted, her voice filled with desperation. The sound of her cry cut through the chaos, and for a fleeting moment, the room fell into an uneasy silence.

Beom, the fierce white tiger, turned its piercing golden eyes towards her, locking onto Helga with an intensity that sent a shiver down her spine. His muscles coiled, ready to pounce. Without hesitation, he charged at her with terrifying speed.

Helga’s breath caught in her throat, but before Beom could close the distance, her divine beast—the elegant white deer—intervened, leaping in front of her. The two beasts collided, a violent clash of power that sent shockwaves through the room. Beom’s roar echoed loudly, his razor-sharp claws swiping at the deer. Despite its grace, Helga’s deer struggled to keep up with the tiger’s overwhelming force.

The deer’s hooves skidded across the floor as Beom relentlessly pushed it back, its light dimming with each attack. Helga’s heart sank as she watched her divine beast falter, unable to stand its ground against the might of the tiger.

"No..." Helga whispered, her voice shaking. She could see her beast was no match for Beom, who was growing more ferocious by the second. If her deer fell, she knew Beom would turn his wrath on her next.

She took a step toward Esme’s unconscious body, her voice breaking with fear. "Esme! Please, wake up!" Helga cried, her hands trembling as she reached out. "You have to stop this... I can’t hold him back!"

But Esme remained still, unmoving, as if trapped in some unbreakable slumber. Beom let out another deafening roar, its golden eyes burning with untamed fury, and Helga’s deer was nearing its limit, barely holding on.

Ray stood nearby, his expression grim as he watched the intense battle, unable to intervene. The room trembled under the strain of the clash, the walls threatening to give way.

Helga’s chest tightened, panic rising within her. She had to do something—anything—before it was too late. Beom raised a massive paw, ready to deliver a final blow to her weakened deer.

"Esme!" Helga screamed, her voice hoarse.

But Beom showed no signs of stopping, and Helga knew her time was running out.

As the deer trembled to stand up with all its power, Beom jumped at Helga.