An eerie silence clung to the air, pressing down on everyone in the area like a tangible weight.
The tension was palpable, a suffocating shroud wrapping around each individual present. They all seemed locked in a staring contest, their gazes holding fast, unwilling to break away.
Jared Leonard, floating in all his majesty.
The Outers, still transfixed in a state of surprise.
Jane Ursula, brimming with satisfaction.
… And Merlin, pale with horror.
"Looks like our long game has come to an end, Master. I learned a lot from you, but there's literally nothing else you can teach me now." Jared said, an evil gleam of satisfaction in his eyes.
He used his fingers to tap his head, his smile intensifying. "Everything is already in here."
It was now checkmate.
"You should know this already but, the [Dark Summon: Wraith] Spell isn't only used to deal with physical opponents."
It instantly dawned on Merlin what Jared meant by his statement.
