Chapter 786: 787: Sin Of Gluttony

When Damon heard Matia's familiar cold voice he felt relieved. He let out a shaky sigh as he glanced in their direction.

By Damon's side two people had appeared. A woman in black armor made of shattered ice stood with her shoulders tight, a freezing chill following her.

There was a wave of killing intent in her eyes directed at the Archivist; however, she must have realized she could not touch the warden of the library. Her hands lingered on her sword, her cold blue eyes flaring dangerously.