Chapter 55: [A demon?!]
Slicked across leaves. Soaked into roots. Pooled in hollows.
The mountain reeked—iron and rot, the copper tang of open veins.
Soon, the entire slope ran red.
It was as if the mountain itself were bleeding.
"Haa... I feel invincible," Kael murmured, flexing his fingers as the last tendrils of Arcanum Vortex fadedfrom his hands.
The crimson mask hung around his neck now, still faintly stained with beast gore.
Floating lazily above him, Yue scoffed.
"Don’t get over yourself. Only Rank 2 beasts roam these parts. If you really want to prove something, go pick a fight with a Rank 3."
Kael chuckled softly, shaking his head.
"Bravery and foolishness," he said, "are the same coin—just different sides."
He turned, his boots squelching in the thick blood-soaked moss.