Chapter 392: THE MOON, THE WITCH, AND THE CROW

[I'VE ALWAYS wondered if the so-called demonic power inside me is caused by Skewer, or if I was born with it.]

Even her Papa Boss didn't know where it came from. But her father was adamant about hiding her demonic power from other people. Because apparently, the demonic power inside her was a Darkness attribute. And as a descendant of Yule, it would be bad for her image if that secret of hers got exposed.

[I'm a woman of secrets.]

And now, she felt like she was about to discover what her Darkness attribute was for.

Neoma gulped, her gaze fixed on the water snakes around her. "Uncle Scumbag, Delwyn, is it normal that I think these water snakes mades of Darkness look delicious?"

William coughed up a chunk of Darkness before he spoke. "No, it's not normal," he said while standing up. His whole body was now covered in bright light, and the water snakes that ambushed his body earlier had faded away. "But you've always been weird, so what's new?"