Chapter 166: Raising Ones Killer

A luxurious carriage rolled smoothly out of Athor's Sanctuary, leaving behind the bustling town and the lone statue of the goddess. The rhythmic clatter of hooves filled the air, but inside the lavish carriage, the atmosphere was far from peaceful.

Lilith sat across from Damon, her gaze fixed on him.

His expression was unreadable—impassive as ever.

But after what he had put Iris through…

It was no surprise.

Teaching her the Magic Bullet spell had been brutal.

The first shot hadn't blown off her fingers—thanks to Damon's precise guidance—but her skin had turned an angry red, trembling from the recoil. Yet before she could even catch her breath, Damon had ordered her to fire another.

And she had.

Everything had been going well—until her focus slipped.

One mistake.

A single moment of distraction—

And her fingers were gone.

Lilith could still remember the miserable shriek that tore from the girl's throat.