Warlock Ch 261. Show Some Respect!
When Damian opened his eyes, he was back in the living room. The faint hum of the magic formation beneath him had dulled, its glow fading as the energy dissipated. He exhaled slowly, his hands gripping his knees as he steadied himself. The air was still, except for the soft crackle of the fireplace in the corner.
He let out a long breath and stood, rolling his shoulders to shake off the lingering tension. "Well," he muttered, running a hand through his hair, "that was… something."
The Demon King's voice echoed in his mind almost immediately. 'Something? That's all you have to say after our little chat? Unbelievable. The arrogance of this generation…'
Damian's lips curved into a smirk. "Still annoying as usual," he said aloud, stretching his arms above his head. He glanced toward the kitchen. "And arrogant as usual. You'd think after all this time, you'd figure out your place."
