Chapter 1032 Demon

• No one spoke. The world itself seemed to forget how to breathe. Jorik, too, stood numb. He dropped his gaze to the gaping, blood-slick hole in his chest, then raised it to Chronos—who was still chewing his stolen heart—eyes wide with terror and disbelief. In the space of a heartbeat, he had not even understood; his own had been stolen.
• "Y-You—"
• Jorik locked his fading eyes on Chronos. Weak as he was, he found a last reserve of rage and lunged, claws raking for the old man's throat.