Chapter 43: Curious Little Byron Cutmore!

"Boom!" Byron Cutmore slapped the black fog with an open palm, sending it tumbling dozens of yards. From within came "Russell Looske's" shrill, agonized scream. "Damn it! Where are my Skysoar Sect disciples? How did some ghostly freak like you crawl out instead?" Cursing up a storm, Byron drove a kick straight into it. Inside the fog, "Russell Looske" looked ready to cry. He had finally escaped the Formless Spiritual Ruins after a thousand years of imprisonment. He had barely surfaced, barely...