Warlock Ch 315. The Sabotage
The ceremony finished.
No applause.
No fanfare.
Just murmurs. Displeased looks. Whispers exchanged between council members and examiners, their faces unreadable but their thoughts loud as hell.
Damian stepped down from the platform, the glow of the magic circle still burning behind him. His body felt… weird. Not in a bad way, but not in a good way either. It was like standing in the eye of a storm, knowing that the real chaos was still waiting to hit.
He walked up to Aria, exhaling heavily. "Thanks."
Aria turned to him, arms crossed, her face still as unreadable as ever. "I just did what I was supposed to."
Damian huffed a tired laugh. "Yeah, well, that makes one of us."
Aria tilted her head slightly, her gaze flickering with something unreadable. Then, as if deciding to humor him, she added, "Besides, you've helped us. If the fae princess died, it would have been… dangerous."
Damian raised an eyebrow. "Understatement."
Aria didn't argue.
