Warlock Ch 120. Ow, ow, ow!
Once the door clicked shut, Damian let out a breath, his grin fading into a thoughtful expression. His fingers traced the edge of the blanket as his mind drifted back to Malthus. 'Rank A…' The realization hit him again, harder this time. He wasn't ready. Not for opponents like that. Not yet.
But he survived.
His gaze drifted to his hands, his fingers clenching into fists. 'I need to get stronger. Fast.' The memories, the visions, the fragments of his past—they all pointed to something bigger, something he couldn't afford to ignore. And if Malthus was only the beginning, he needed to be ready for whatever came next.
Damian sighed, pulling up his status screen with a flick of his fingers. "Status."
The familiar translucent window appeared before him, its glowing text displaying everything he needed to know.
Name: Damian Blackthorn
Age: 23
Class: Warlock of Eternal Bonds
Rank: C
Level: 60
