“You failed?” In the throne room, Sitan was sitting on the throne. On the bottom of the stairs was Black Devil, genuflecting. “Because of that damned Pangkat Anino?”
“Yes.” Black Devil spoke with a hint of fear. “There’s a new Level 5 wielder within their ranks. It was Totem Druid.”
“What? I thought you killed her?” Sitan was alarmed, albeit his body didn’t move a muscle. “We must be cautious. Don’t mess with Hayden anymore.”
“But sire.” Black Devil stood up. “Hayden is too smart. And there’s that sliver of a possibility he’s a dual wielder.”
“Don’t worry.” Sitan waved his hands. A red crystal materialized in his hands, floating. The aura that the red crystal had was asphyxiating for Black Devil. “Take this.”
“A Level 5 cognizant Origin Crystal?” Black Devil’s eyes wide
