Power-hungry Warlock

Warlock Ch 137. Power-hungry Warlock

Cassius studied him carefully, his sharp eyes probing. "What do you expect to find, Damian? What if it turns out it was your fault? That you killed her husband for no reason? That you were just some power-hungry, bloodlusted warlock who didn't care about the consequences?"

Damian swallowed hard, Cassius's words pressing down on him. For a long moment, he didn't speak. Then he shook his head. "I don't know," he admitted. His voice steadied as he met Cassius's gaze. "But I know me. You know me. I might be tricky, reckless, cunning—whatever you want to call it. But I'm not the type to do things without a reason. I want to know why."

Cassius held his gaze for a beat longer before letting out a low sigh. "Fair enough. We'll meet her. But—" He flicked his fingers sharply, and before Damian could protest, his voice was gone.

[Spell Activated: Silence]