Chapter 118: Whispers Below the Dunes
Everyone turned to Seraphim, waiting for an explanation. Noticing their stares, the silver-haired girl spoke in a flat, emotionless tone:
"Why are you all looking at me? Isn’t it obvious from the surroundings? Fighting in such an open area would naturally attract more monsters. And who knows what else might be hiding out here."
Morgan’s eyes widened—but she quickly deflected.
"Of course, I know that."
Klaus sighed as he glanced at her. He already understood the nature of the relationship between the two girls. Sure, they’d resolved whatever awkward tension lingered between them, but that didn’t mean they were suddenly friends. At best, they were just... acquaintances. (Not that his own relationship with Seraphim had progressed much beyond that, either.)
Whatever had happened that day when the two were alone was still a mystery, they both stubbornly refused to talk about with him or Adrian. On the bright side, at least Morgan and Seraphim weren’t trying to stab or rip each other’s throats out like a pair of lunatics.
Thinking about that, Klaus sighed helplessly again.
Who knew what would happen if they ever found out Morgan was actually a demon?
Honestly, Klaus had been playing with fire for a while now. No, more like juggling torches over a pit of oil. It all started the moment he decided to let a demon live in his apartment. Then he brought her to the Ascended Academy, a place crawling with Sleepless-class Ascendants and above, and teamed up with not one, but two of them as well!
From another perspective, his actions were definitely instant. Yet, somehow, his luck had held out.
There were plenty of Ascendants with bizarre, often ridiculous abilities. One guy could change his skin color. Another had to eat sand to activate his power. Some abilities were useful. Others were downright useless. But there was always the terrifying possibility that someone had awakened the ability to sense or detect demons.