Chapitre 41: A Tinge Of Despair

"You thought my Hex wouldn't work on you? Well, I suppose it's only natural to think so since I only used them at a certain level of power. However, I'll fill you in on something, little girl. With the right amount of effort, even the least of my Hexes could easily kill you," Elish explained with a wicked smile.

The shivering Apostle before him slowly began to show genuine fear on her face.

"I-Impossible... J-Just who...?" she stammered.

"You asked who I am. Perhaps I should educate you a little bit," Elish said as he slowly walked towards her.

Her steps involuntarily took her backward, showing signs of nervousness and fear.