Chapter 515: Shapeshifting Demon

Salvatore Casson noticed faint ripples of mist swirling inside the bowl and took it with a curious tilt of his head. The instant his gaze settled on the surface, a pair of blue eyes surfaced within that haze. Their eyes met. Salvatore's whole body went slack, as if his soul had been yanked halfway out. He stood frozen, unable to move a finger, yet his mouth still worked. "Miss Yu," he forced out, "I can't move. Something's wrong with this bowl!" Alma Ulfe's lips curved in satisfaction. She stepped...