บท 221: Chapter 221: Black Souls

I had to sit down. And did, this time the one who sagged and sighed, feeling my entire body release all tension in an effort to not feel utterly defeated. I'd thought this battle fought and won long ago, a handful of the terrible sorcerer sect killed and left for dust. Only to find out now, so late in the game, they hadn't been eradicated after all.

"Tell me," I said, unhappy with the weariness in my voice. Like I needed more things to worry about.

He nodded abruptly, an eager puppy wanting to please me. Whether my change in attitude freed his tongue and stress or he simply needed to get it all out, Iosif leaned forward and focused his words and attention on me in a rush of English broken occasionally by his native tongue.