Chapter 252 Invisible Attacks

• As the air grew tense, a hunched old man stepped forward, his voice eerily cold. "It's been ten years since the Vargases made me their butler. In all that time, I, Sloane Larsson, haven't taken a single life.
• "But today, the blood I've repressed for so long will flow again. Once it starts, it won't stop. Yet, as per Old Mr. Vargas' orders, I have no choice but to shed blood tonight."
• His crooked back suddenly straightened, and he stared at Mike like a falcon eyeing its prey.