Chapter 68 Hand Of Doom

• The backyard gate was left ajar, revealing a quaint two-story cottage within. Upon entering the living room, a wizened and thin old man was seen reclining on a plush couch. Kingsley Proctor's eyes were half-closed, and he looked very frail.
• “Dr. Yelton, do you think you can treat it?” James asked softly.
• After moving forward to check the old man's pulse and scrutinizing him for a few minutes, Torin asked, “How long has Mr. Proctor been like this?”