Bab 131: 131 – Poetry in Motion

My shapeshifters released the undeads out of the pocket dimension portal, triggering my captives to scream in terror.

"Silence! Or we'll turn you into skeletons like them!!!" Xenora's firm words forced them to fall silent again.

"Well, you like playing with corpses, I see." The pink-haired woman let out a sinister laugh. "You love to use things that are against ethics, demons."

I raised my hand to keep the shapeshifters in place, not moving their undeads.

"Get ready, Xenora." Then, I whispered while glancing at her. "Let this be my business. You save them all."

She only glanced back at me, but I knew that she had agreed to my order.

"Nice to meet you, miss prophet." I took off my helmet, spread my arms, and smiled.

"Vorn…. I can see the darkness in you is the greatest of all. You have truly been reborn." She hissed in her deep but feminine voice. "I didn't expect us to meet so soon."