"Hmm, Primordial darkness, is it?" The stranger, who came out of the cocoon, commented as his gaze fell upon Kael. "I see from my host's memories, you are Moonstone. Didn't expect they would produce such a fine male specimen in their clan." He said, his tone appearing quite distorted, each word is instantly repeating with a fraction of a second behind, as if he were speaking in dual voices.
"You must be the Monarch of Darkness," Kael replied, tightening his grip on his daggers, his instincts screaming at him that the enemy before him was far stronger than the Priest. At the same time, due to the scarlet mana potion effects, his entire body ached, his mana reserves were almost empty, and the backlash of wielding the primordial dark energy was also taking its toll on his body.
