Chapter 185 A Sight I Won't Forget

• Twisted, mesmerizing, adorned with intricate engravings—each groove and symbol marked into them as if by the hands of an ancient craftsman. They did not seem like an abomination, nor a curse. No, they were *art*, dangerous and fascinating.
• But before I could fully absorb what I was seeing, his hands clamped down on my shoulders. Hard.
• The force of it nearly sent me reeling, but he held me firm, his grip unyielding. Then, without warning, he *breathed in*.