Warlock Ch 114. You're Stuck With Me, Just Like I'm Stuck With You.
Damian snapped his gaze up, his patience already worn thin. "Excuse me?" he retorted, glaring at the hovering artifact. "Look who's talking! You're supposed to be my Mana Core, not some weird, sentient bully with an ego problem."
The artifact pulsed faintly, almost like a mocking shrug. "Well, you're the one with all the questions, aren't you? Maybe I'm just tired of your whining."
Damian groaned, pinching the bridge of his nose. "Right, my bad… I forgot you have consciousness and could talk. And not just talk—be annoying as hell. Why can't you just give me answers or act like a normal Mana Core?"
"That's because I'm not a normal Mana Core, genius," the artifact shot back. "And clearly, neither are you."
