Chapter 200 - Despair Beckons

Every passing second felt like an hour. Time had never moved so slowly. Everyone waited but nothing out of the ordinary happened. Elsa's hopeful look transformed into a mollified one. Confused, she slit her wrists causing more blood to fall into the bowl but to her horror, there were no changes whatsoever. Everything remained the same. The container was filled to the brim with blood; the blood was so much that it poured out of the bowl forming a pool beneath the statue. But still, there were no changes. Her partial transformation was still active and behind her were lycanthropes in their wolf forms. The battle resumed and everyone continued fighting against each other. The opposition rejoiced and fought with more fervor while Elsa's side was comparatively weaker. They felt discouraged that the very quest that cost them so many sacrifices wasn't even working. Elsa could feel their hopes crash even though she didn't turn to face them. She heard the sounds of triumphs coming from the