章節 73: Behemoth Steak Slabs?

Warlock Ch 73. Behemoth Steak Slabs?

Damian's knees buckled, and he began to fall, his body already resigning to a face-plant on the floor But just as his balance gave out, Cassius snapped his fingers. Two shadowy figures materialized beside him in an instant, catching him mid-fall. Damian blinked, stunned by the shadows' presence. They were dense but soft, almost like they were made of something between smoke and cushion. It was surreal.

The shadows shifted beneath him, and with a swift, graceful motion, they threw him gently up and transformed into a makeshift beanbag, letting him land with a soft poof. "Whoa!" Damian gasped, wide-eyed as he sank into the comfort. It was softer than anything he'd felt in a long time, like the world's comfiest chair mixed with a cloud.