Chapter Seventy Two: The Hands That Kill

The demon appeared out of no where to the side of the graveyard, very careful not to make any unnecessary noise. He was greeted by the cold air blowing from the west, and his arrival was met with opposition from the rodents on the ground. They all scurried away after his unwelcomed arrival. He pointed his hand palm face up to the rodents and said the incantation, "Superbia!".

A ball of light killed the rodents instantaniously.

He was dressed in his black cloak, from where the power of the occult comes from. It was swaying everytime the cold wind blows, but he has no time to appreciate the beautiful night. He is here for a purpose.

The graveyard was stripped from all its identifying features, primarily because all of the tombstones have been removed. But that does not matter, as he knew exactly what he was looking for. Among the many dreams that were buried here are the very important relics that have been hidden from all of them. Every single one of them.

He walked forward as he was searching for the right spot. He knows exactly where it was, and he cannot be simply mistaken. As soon as he stopped in the right spot, he raised his right hand again, palm face up in front of him and saying the incantation.

"Revelare!" One of the demons was hit by the incantation. It caused three demons to be seen by the naked eye. "Ouch!"

The demon who was hit then moved to face the aggressor with his palm up, only to find out that he know who it was. "I am very sorry to have been so contemptuous, Master. The relics are very secure." He bowed to him.

"And quite so," Nevillish who was called the Master replied to him. "I came here for a very important reason involving these relics."

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