Chapter 265: Claiming the Immortal Bone, Feelings Laid Bare!

The Withered Skeleton still sat there, unmoving. Its hollow eye sockets gaped like bottomless pits, fixed on Stefan Zimmerman with a chilling intensity. "Huh? What's going on?" Stefan's scalp prickled. "Don't tell me it's not dead?" He spun on his heel, ready to bolt, then abruptly remembered the Harmony Wheel. *I've got the Harmony Wheel. It's the bane of these Immortals. What the hell am I scared of?* "Hey," he barked, forcing bravado into his voice, "what are you staring at? Keep glaring and...