Chapter 283: Heaven's Chosen

"Who's there?" The Mystico Sect crowd jolted. They had barely started searching for the source of the voice when a figure appeared in the middle of the courtyard as if he had been there all along. He was a handsome young man dressed in sharp streetwear, a stud glinting at his ear. He stepped into Terry Yale's path and flicked out a yellow talisman with a snap of his wrist. "Hold." Terry Yale instinctively raised a hand to swat it away, but the talisman slipped past his palm like a...