Kieran’s face turned serious, not because of the man’s provocative words, but because of the dozens of malicious gazes around him.
Their killing intent was even sharper and more bone-piercing than the winter sea breeze.
Was this a trap?
At the thought, Kieran glanced over at the man that was behaving like a pierret.
The next words that came out of the man’s mouth sounded even more provocative, confirming Kieran’s suspicions.
"Before Nikorei disappeared, she was considered the strongest shaman on the West Coast! Now I, the great Trysker, will become the strongest shaman on the West Coast! It’s only natural that you would become my assistant!" the man named Trysker said relentlessly. He seemed to want to provoke anyone who listened.
Kieran looked like he was staring at Trysker, but he was actually looking at the police officers behind him, who had been scolded by the man.
It was where the malicious gaze was coming from.
"Are they mystics?"
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