Chapter 1299 It was the Premonition of the End
Stralit was struggling on the floor, feeling like her insides were being chopped and mashed together. Her throat lurched as the last of the black liquid exited her body and with a blurry consciousness, she looked up to see a bald man with his back facing her, '...Who?'
[A dangerous individual that has to be eliminated.] Unexpectedly, a woman's voice answered her question in an awkward accent, 'Now I'm hallucinating?'
[You're not. Hurry up and open your eyes properly. He's about to kill you.] The mysterious voice answered again.
Stralit did her best to refocus his blurry sight and found that the bald man was already looking at her with his eyes with two pupils each. Stralit shuddered when she stared at those eyes and felt like her whole being was revealed to it, 'W-what's that!?' It's not exactly an unfamiliar feeling since she has become Gwenn Yarwood's acquaintance but it's way worse than that.
Stralit could hear various voices filling the room, questioning the strange man. The man, however, didn't answer at all and just completely turned towards her direction.
Stralit did her best to get and sit up, hoping that she'll be able to stand up soon. She had a hard time because she was still in the handcuffs that sealed her ability, but she was not really worried because as of right now, this hall is the most secure place on this planet with the matriarch's presence.
However, those expectations were instantly dashed. Some of the councilmen started attacking the intruders for not answering their questions. Their shadows sprung up like blades and spikes aiming to behead and skewer him. But before they could reach him, a wide cup suddenly materialized on his left hand, and the surrounding shadows twisted peculiarly before moving towards the cup and turning liquid.
"!?" Everyone in the room was stunned and the mysterious voice inside Stralit clicked her tongue, [Tch, so he already managed to gather enough to use his authority.]
The strange man then crushed the cup he's holding, dousing his left arm with the liquified 'shadow'. Like a spot of ink on the tip of the brush, it spread to his entire arm before several eyes possessing the same two pupils opened on it.