Chapter 79: Carmen’s Influence

It wasn't long before Damon stood at the edge of the forest, his presence cloaked in the shadows of the towering trees. Though his eyes remained closed, he didn't need them to perceive the bustling town that lay ahead. His Shadow Perception extended outward, covering an entire two-kilometer radius.

Through this invisible network of shadows, he could sense the town's activity. The shadows of humans, elves, beast kin, dwarves, fae, noble spirits, and countless other races moved like a vivid kaleidoscope of motion and form. Athor's Sanctuary was a melting pot of life, a bustling hub of diversity, and the sheer amount of information flooding his senses made his head throb.

Despite the discomfort, Damon endured it. This was a test of his abilities.

After a few minutes, a familiar shadow flickered into focus—a young man with brown hair and blue eyes, someone Damon could only describe as shady: Carls. He was the one Damon had been waiting for.