Chapter 428: Thunderstruck Wood Seal, Thunder Art Once More

Diego Santee nodded. "Sure." Mabre Gavin did not waste another second. He rummaged through the room, found a sturdy red cord, and cinched it around his own waist with practiced ease. The other end he tied gently around Persephone Lyson's wrist. After that, he bit his fingertip, squeezed out a bead of bright blood, and dabbed it onto Persephone's smooth forehead. His lips moved as he murmured a few obscure incantations under his breath. Something strange happened. The emptiness in Persephone's...