Chapter 165: I’m Not Laughing

Warlock Ch 165. I'm Not Laughing

Her thunder sphere hovered dangerously close to his chest, the energy humming with barely-contained power. Damian flinched, his hands raised in a defensive posture, but he forced himself to hold back. He couldn't use any high-level skills, couldn't do anything that would give him away. All he could do was react like a novice—and hope she bought it.

Aria's gaze bore into his, searching for something. Then, as abruptly as she'd attacked, she pulled back slightly, the sphere of thunder still crackling in her hand. "Your reflexes are not bad," she said, her tone begrudgingly approving. "You have potential. But your skills are weak. Barely passable."

Damian resisted the urge to roll his eyes, focusing instead on keeping his breathing steady. "T-Thanks, I guess?" he muttered.