Chapter 88: Abyss Hall's First Rank Disciple

"So you were the one lurking in the shadows…!" A cold shout rang out, and a dazzling arc of blade-light washed the forest in silver. Benson Santee stood suspended in midair, eyes like ice, locked onto the figure who had stolen the Phantom Poison Beast. "Hm?" The figure's gaze turned frigid. In her pupils, the incoming saber aura reflected like a falling star. She had not expected this. In her mind, Nirvana Hall only had two people worth remembering by name: Lara Vintis and Chance...