Chapter 120 The Symbol Part 2

• Caleb’s P.O.V
• My father took a step closer, his gaze hard as he studied the corpse. "Lift the cloth," he instructed the healer, who pulled back the fabric to reveal the chest.
• I sucked in a breath, my eyes narrowing as I saw the symbol carved deep into the man’s flesh. It wasn’t just a marking; it looked ritualistic, deliberate. Almost like a satanic symbol, but twisted somehow. Different. I’d never seen anything like it before, and judging by the look on Damien’s face, neither had he.