Warlock Ch 326. Can't Wait to Keep Suffering
Damian let out a short laugh, shaking his head. "Wow. Thanks."
Evelyn just grinned. "I do my best."
Damian popped the cork on the first vial and downed it in one go. The effect wasn't immediate, but within seconds, the dull ache in his limbs lessened once again, the sharp edge of exhaustion softening just enough to keep him moving.
With that, he followed Cedric out of the arena, somehow his steps feeling heavier than before.
It was weird, walking beside Aria.
Damian wasn't sure if she had chosen to match his pace or if it was just a coincidence, but either way, there she was—silent, composed, her expression unreadable. The power radiating off her was subtle, restrained, but still present. Like standing next to a storm right before it breaks.
Well, whatever. He had bigger problems.
Like the fact that his entire body still felt like it had been through a goddamn grinder.
Not to mention, the battle mage looked just as bad.
