Chapter 145 Pathetic

• Edward appeared in his palace. He stood in the hall he had called his throne room but have never really considered making it one. He reached up and wiped out the blood on the corner of his lips and with a wave of his hand, his red demon throne appeared on the far edge of the room, right where a throne should have been. His eyes flickered between red and blue and he shook his head and reached up to numb the growing headache. Ever since he had had to his fill the blood he had so longed for, his nightwalker’s strength had fully returned to max and since then, he had been feeling like a war was going on inside him.
• He didn’t want to make a big deal out of it, besides, deep inside he had always known that that would happen just as he had seen in his son and knew he would fight the same battle when he grows older. At the moment, he just needs to figure out how to control the two powers inside him and find a way to merge them and until he had achieved that, he had no plan of stepping out of his palace. The last thing he wants is for anybody to notice what he was going through.
• The headache came again in full force and he groaned and staggered to his throne. He climbed up the stairs and went to it, sitting on it just like he had done a few hours ago in the demon woods. He closed his eyes and clenched his fists on the chair arms and then summoned the eternal fire to surface. A blue ball of flame enveloped him and he tested the power for some seconds before summoning the nightwalker’s power. He could feel the war going on inside him and he soon broke out in sweats.