Chapitre 643: The D-day

It was finally the D-day.

The day everyone was dreading and working so hard for.

Elliana stood in front of her husband, wearing battle attire with latex jeans and top with an armour vest and a black cloak that was a symbol of being a dark witch along with a black skull emblem that showed she was a part of the army that belonged to Mr. Marino too.

Sebastian was no better.

For the first time, he was standing in front of everyone in his battle attire, and it was nothing less admiring.

His royal cloak with chains on his shoulders that dangled by his hand was especially enchanting because the thorns on them almost looked like they were ready to embrace the enemy and slice their throats.

He was yet to wear his mask and looked at his wife, who was standing right in front of him, looking at him with a confident yet wavering gaze.

Without wasting a second, he stepped ahead, placed his hand on her head and grabbed a fistful of her hair.