Warlock Ch 429. Blood Moon Ritual [Part 4]
Marenvell's laughter echoed behind them as roots lashed out, and the floor shook under the battle.
But Damian didn't look back.
He couldn't.
Because Cedric's time was almost up.
And the price of failure was the end of everything.
[System Notification]
Blood Moon Ascension Ritual: 1 Minute Remaining
Damian could feel the seconds bleeding out of the sky.
His boots slammed against the ancient stone, shadows streaking past him in blurs as [Spectral Surge] flared through his veins—and this time, he wasn't running alone.
Selena ran beside him, her lithe frame moving fast, low, her breath sharp and uneven. Her usually elegant stride was frantic now, boots barely touching the ground. She wasn't just running with him. She was running for Cedric.
Behind them, chaos reigned.
A ranked magus leapt from the corridor above—his robes a blur of midnight blue, sigils glowing along his arms.
Arch Magus Belthorn
Rank A+
