Chapter 156: Warlock
The man’s eyes trembled intensely.
Tears streamed down his face as Cassion’s murderous intent felt like it was penetrating every fiber of his being.
Cassion glanced at Ruel.
“It doesn’t hurt today, so go ahead,” Ruel waved his hand dismissively.
Cassion clamped the man’s mouth shut, gripping his jaw, while swiftly drawing a dagger with his free hand and pressing it against the self-proclaimed warlock’s throat.
“Ugh…” The self-proclaimed warlock groaned and spun around, then stopped.
He was helpless to do anything as the dagger touched his neck, he felt as if he would be split in half.
“You’re next,” Cassion declared with a menacing glare at the self-proclaimed warlock.
The atmosphere was so oppressive that breathing felt like a chore.