Chapter 822 Impaired

Chapter 822 Impaired

Seraphina's expression was completely serious.

It was an unusual sight. The last time she had looked this way was when she saw a 16-year-old boy form a domain, a moment as absurd as pigs growing wings and flying. Yet, it only served to highlight how serious the current situation was.

Wait. Start all over again,' Seraphina said inwardly, seemingly speaking to herself. A strange silence followed, but Seraphina didn't seem to mind. She knew exactly how her spirit was.

She could practically feel the judgmental stare of her spirit, but she was all too used to it.

After a few seconds, an aged voice sounded in her mind.

'Perhaps if you focused more on developing your intellect rather than flirting with everyone, as I've always told you, I wouldn't have to repeat myself.'

Seraphina's mouth twitched, but she didn't bother to refute. She had heard everything her spirit had said earlier, but the shock of it made her want confirmation.

'I'll let this matter go for now. But I suggest you listen carefully this time because I won't be repeating myself again.'

'Wait!' Seraphina interrupted, feeling another judgmental stare aimed her way. She ignored it, disappearing from where she stood and reappearing in front of Atticus, who looked a little startled.

"Let's talk," she said curtly.

Before Atticus could respond, he found himself standing inside a private room with Seraphina.

Magnus and the other paragons had left after ensuring there was no threat. Since it was simply a spirit that Atticus had summoned, they deemed it a non issue. Rogue spirits were unheard of in history, and the fact that no one was harmed led them to table the matter for the time being.

"Did something happen?" Atticus asked, meeting Seraphina's gaze. He instantly sensed that something was wrong. 'Bad news?' he wondered.

Seraphina stared at him for several moments before letting out a heavy sigh.

"There's something you should hear," she said finally. n/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om

A blue light radiated from Seraphina's chest, and from it emerged a petite figure.

The spirit had a slender, ghostly form, draped in a tattered gray cloak. Her presence was calm yet commanding, and her large golden eyes held an intensity that seemed to pierce through one's soul.

"Her name is Ismara, and she's my spirit," Seraphina said.

Atticus nodded, his expression attentive.

"The spirit you summoned is bad news. His name is Ozeroth, and he's an enemy to every spirit in the spirit realm. He can only bring death and destruction to your land. I strongly advise you to steer clear of him."

Hearing Ismara's words, Atticus's gaze didn't change. Instead, his curiosity deepened.

"Why?"

"Why what?"

"Why is he an enemy to every spirit?"

Ismara hesitated, clearly uncomfortable. She was trying to avoid revealing too much about the spirit realm and the reasons spirits had come to Eldoralth.

Unlike Lumindra, who was a Primarch, Ismara wasn't as highly ranked. Speaking on such matters could be considered treasonous and might spell her doom.

She hadn't even told Seraphina the full truth. Deciding to keep her explanation vague, she finally replied, "He chose not to submit to our king."

Atticus waited for her to elaborate, but after several moments of silence, it became clear that she had nothing more to add.

"That's it?" Atticus asked, his brow furrowed.

"Yes. That alone constitutes treason, and because of it, he became an enemy to our king and, by extension, to all spirits under him," Ismara explained.

Atticus was baffled, and even Ismara could see it in his expression. Her gaze narrowed slightly.

"Ozeroth is the most self centered being I've ever met," she continued. "He cares only about himself. He would only hinder your growth, not help it."

Atticus tilted his head thoughtfully. "In the entire spirit realm, is there anyone stronger than him?"

"Our king," Ismara replied without hesitation.

Atticus frowned. "You say he's an enemy of your king. Why doesn't your king just take care of him?"

"Because our king cares about us and the spirit realm," Ismara said sharply. "A battle between them could destroy everything. To protect the realm, he chose to spare him."

Atticus listened carefully, taking in every word. But the effect of Ismara's explanation wasn't what she had likely hoped.

The more he heard about Ozeroth, the more Atticus wanted to bond with him.