Chapter 1248 Artorial

• "Who's there?" Johanes' voice trembled. The sound struck him deep, sending a chill down his spine. His body froze, heart pounding in his chest. He quickly looked up, but all he saw was a dark figure slipping past him, the cold air biting at his skin, making him shiver.
• Far off, Darren was kneeling. One knee on the ground, his right fist striking his chest in a respectful gesture. "Mr. Artorial," he said quietly.
• So, this was Mr. Artorial.