Warlock Ch 426. Blood Moon Ritual [Part 1]
"Silent?" she asked.
Damian nodded.
She disappeared in a blur.
Then—nothing.
Then—two soft thumps.
Both guards dropped, their throats pierced with hair-thin punctures that barely bled. Victoria reappeared, licking a drop of blood from her glove.
"Clean," she whispered.
No alarms.
No bodies left behind.
Only the quiet hum of death.
They were close now.
The top of the tower loomed just above.
The last stretch.
Damian could feel it.
The ritual magic was stronger here—thicker. Like walking through syrup laced with screams.
The blood moon's light seeped through a broken window, casting everything in rust-red.
He raised a hand.
Everyone stopped.
He turned back to them—his team, his family, his chaos.
"We hit hard. We hit fast," he said. "Protect Cedric at all costs. Whatever they're raising—stop it."
Cassius tapped his knuckles against his temple. "Got it."
Victoria spun her glaive once, eyes glittering.
