Ambush

Warlock Ch 216. Ambush

"Distract him," Damian whispered, his voice barely audible. "But wait for my signal."

The phantoms nodded silently before melting into the floor, disappearing without a trace. Damian felt the familiar rush of power as he prepared to deal with the guards. He clenched his fists, his fingers itching with anticipation. 'Now for the warm-up.'

He activated [Blood Manipulation], extending his reach into the lifeblood of the two guards. They stiffened almost immediately, their movements jerky and unnatural as their blood bent to his will. He grinned darkly, the power coursing through him addictive and satisfying.

"Let's make this quick," Damian muttered, pulling a silence stone from his storage belt. He crushed it in his hand, the magical energy spreading out in a soundproof dome around him.

[You just turned your surroundings into a soundproof room!]

[Time remaining: 04:56.]