Chapter 90: Power is The Key

Warlock Ch 90. Power is The Key

Damian's eyes snapped open, his heart pounding in his chest like he'd just run a marathon. He blinked, momentarily disoriented, as he realized he was slumped over his desk, a heavy book beneath his cheek. He was back in his room, the soft morning light filtering through the window. For a moment, he just sat there, breathing hard, his mind still reeling from the clash.

He swallowed, trying to shake off the lingering adrenaline, the demon's sneer still fresh in his mind. He could still feel the strange, almost foreign warmth of the light he'd wielded, the way it had surged through him. But it was just a dream… right?

Damian sat up slowly, rubbing his forehead as he tried to process it. "A warlock… who wields the power of light?" he muttered, his voice barely above a whisper. "How is that even possible?"

He looked down at the book on his desk.

'Light magic?'