Chapter 55
"I see you noticed. Not surprising considering your battle intellect," Skye revealed, "Do you know every sigil has its unique theme, an image expressed by its multitudes of secret arts? Not many mystics are aware of that. It's a secret few are privy to. But in my gracious self, lemme tell you what my image is. It's called sacrifice. When all hope was lost, the ancient ones turned to sacrifice."
Taking a deep breath, Skye's eyes glimmered with ether and he said with a thunderous voice, "❰Secret Art: Sacrifice of the Hour, Dying Minute❱!"
A melodious sound erupted from the air, as a certain manifestation descended on Skye. His aura began transforming into something entirely different, something beyond human.
Feeling the weirdness, the gunman entered a ready stance, but as his eyes strained on Skye, Skye's figure vanished suddenly.
