Warlock Ch 375. Dragons
"Which is unlike you," Cassius murmured, one brow raised. "Back then, Kaelan wasn't exactly famous for restraint."
Damian gave a slow nod. "Exactly. But something about her… felt different. She didn't attack like the others. She was following orders, yes, but I could tell—she didn't believe in it. I could see it in her eyes."
Victoria, lounging near the window, smirked faintly. "And you let her live. That's rare."
"She let me live too," Damian said softly. "She could've finished me once I staggered, and I know it. Instead, she said something like… 'I see what you'll become, warlock. I won't stop you now. But when you go too far, remember it was me who let you live.'"
Evelyn leaned forward slightly, brows drawn. "That's… cryptic."
"Poetic," Victoria added with a shrug. "Typical dragon talk."
