Midnight covered his mouth with his hands and was shaking his head in shock. He looked around to see if anyone else heard Mystique, but no one was around. This kind of information was not to be thrown out like that so carelessly.
"Are you sure about this?" Midnight narrowed his eyes. "That is a serious accusation."
"You have no time to spare. I bet the Antique magician is looking for him right now," Mystique said.
Midnight tilted his head to the side, "Him?"
"The Seventh Sin," Mystique replied. He's the most powerful among all of us, and the one who betrayed us to rule over the world alone. Once he wakes up and wrecks havoc, no one will survive."
Midnight scoffed and rolled his eyes. He raised his sword and pointed it at Mystique, "But why are you telling me this?"
