Seraphis’s Betrayal 

Warlock Ch 223. Seraphis's Betrayal 

Seraphis didn't flinch. Instead, he scoffed, his crimson eyes gleaming with smug amusement. "Back off? There's no way I will back off," he sneered, crossing his arms. His gaze shifted to Damian, who was barely holding himself upright. "You don't get it, do you?" His smirk widened. "Don't you know

Cassius frowned. "What are you talking about?"

"Oh…" Seraphis's eyes flicked over to Cassius, his grin growing even more obnoxious. "You don't realize it, huh? Why am I not wounded at all? Why am I still standing here, perfectly fine, despite everything?" He took a deliberate step forward, his voice dropping to a whisper, though it carried across the ruined battlefield like a shout. "Why… I was only ordered to distract Varak."

Seraphis chuckled darkly. He leaned in slightly, as if sharing a secret. "That's because—"