Chapter 529: Primal Ruins

Chase Hallanan's pupils quivered. Shock flashed across his face. Benson Santee stood behind him, his left hand raised in a sword-finger. A wisp of black Destruction Sword Force coiled around it, sharper than any blade's edge. Chase felt as if a needle hovered at the back of his neck. Blood streamed down him, yet he did not dare move an inch. "Hmph." Benson let out a cold laugh. "You knew who I was all along, didn't you?" Chase's eyes tightened, but he stayed silent. Benson continued, voice even....