Chapter 2: Realising The Betrayal
There was a stare-off.
A silence deep and thick, like oil pooling in the air between them.
It didn’t last ten seconds before Merek decided to use the skill; Soul Bind.
The name alone implied control. A bind. A shackle.
Did it mean he could chain her to his will? Command her? Contain her?
What kind of bind, exactly?
The question brushed across his mind like a falling leaf, weightless, fleeting, before instinct kicked in and he activated the skill with a thought.
A scroll appeared.
Not just any scroll, but one etched on old parchment, brittle and yellowed with time, its surface shimmering faintly in the soullight that clung to Yuki. It floated toward her, drawn like iron to a magnet.
’You!’
Merek’s heart faltered. It almost missed a beat as the result of the skill didn’t match his expectations.