Chapter 148
In the end, after some thinking, she decided not to worry him. She was not sure whether that thing was real or just a fragment of her imagination experienced while being pulled out of a mystical environment.
Perhaps her mind deluded itself into imagining that thing and relating it to the force pulling her will out of Oliver's espera.
But she seriously doubted that. She had experienced that energy so closely it could not be fake or imaginary. The memory of its malevolent presence lingered, too vivid to dismiss.
She had felt her espera being devoured raw easily. The strong sense of corruption and disgust, that primal ominousness, was too horrific to be imagination.
She had seen demons before when her clan's exorcists would hunt or sometimes seal them and bring them back to study.
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