Chapter 77

Two streaks of light flew through the air leaving afterimages behind them as they passed. Omis's expression was somber the entire time as he tried to recall what had just happened to him.

In the previous fight, it seemed as if something clicked inside him. He wanted to think that he had no control over what he did, no he tried to make himself believe it yet he couldn't.

He was aware of everything, he knew what he was doing the entire time when he sliced Aidan's arm when he sent Alura running away, he...he enjoyed it!

Once his mind reached this point of thought, his brows furrowed even more as he felt deeply conflicted inside. While Omis did not retain any previous memories of who he was in the past, his moral compass was still the same, he was not a killer at least he thought he wasn't.