Chapter 1220: Zariah Vance Pushed to the Brink

The Old Man held the Soul Orb in his palm and examined it with painstaking care. One moment he pressed it close to his eyes, the next he lifted it toward the candlelight, squinting as he studied every shimmer and shadow. As he inspected it, excitement and delight chased across his face, as if he had just unearthed a priceless treasure. Seeing him like that made Zariah Vance grind her teeth. Her hands clenched into tight fists, and she looked ready to charge straight out of the Mystic Mirror. Huxley...