"Get out of here."
He was serious.
Brandon looked down at Rian's immobile body, then back to Rose.
It was faint, but he had seen the slight ripple of his mana, slowly contorting into a mass of dark energy.
"P–Please, don't hurt me."
Rose pleaded. Brandon only stared back, then sighed.
"Just go before you're going to regret it."
"...."
Rose flinched. But the horror overtook her body, causing her to stay frozen.
"Don't say I didn't I—"
"You…!"
Rian's body jerked. Dark mana surged and exploded, eliciting the floor to crack.
However, Brandon's foot was implanted on his body.
It had always been like this. These Wraith cultists wouldn't stay down so easily.
Brandon, indifferent to it by now, saw it as an opportunity.
"Here, look."
He gestured. Rose's eyes followed his direction, tracing Rian's figure.
It was then when she realized.
"W–What's happening….?"
"He's a cultist."
