Warlock Ch 155. It Reminds Me of Someone
Damian hissed through his teeth, his fists clenching at his sides. "You little—"
"Ha!" the artifact interrupted, its voice smug and mocking. "What're you gonna do, huh? Destroy me? Go ahead. If you do, you'll be a powerless warlock. A pitiful shell of what you are now. Muahahaha!"
Damian stared at the artifact, his frustration giving way to a cold, calculating look. He folded his arms, tilting his head slightly as his mind began to work through the puzzle in front of him. The artifact's mocking laughter echoed in the void, but Damian tuned it out, focusing instead on the pieces of the puzzle that were slowly falling into place.
"You know…" he began, his voice measured, "I've been watching you for a while now, and something about you feels… familiar."
The artifact's laughter faltered slightly, its glow flickering. "Familiar? Don't flatter yourself, warlock. I'm unique."