Warlock Ch 118. Prodigies
Evelyn stifled a laugh, her hand covering her mouth as she glanced between the two men. Damian crossed his arms, his expression a mix of embarrassment and indignation.
"Whatever," Damian said, trying to brush it off. But as his thoughts drifted, something surfaced in his mind—a name. A memory. His expression turned serious, and he sat up straighter. "Wait. What about Aria?"
Both Cassius and Evelyn turned toward him.
"I saw her," Damian continued, his voice quieter now. "In my visions. We were fighting… and she looked furious with me. She was like a sister to me back then. But now… in the vision, she looked like she wanted to kill me."
