The Lich's Master

Chapter 254: Oppressive Air

Kyle rubbed his chest, where the blood oath hurt him. He wasn’t paying much attention to the bickering of Droigheann, Vis, and Azazel. They had been at it for nearly twenty minutes, and it didn’t seem like they were going to calm down anytime soon.

He sat on the ground and leaned his back against the large marble altar. The stinging in his chest had ceased, but now he felt somewhat exhausted. Not because of whatever that Blood Oath was, but because the relief of having gotten the hourglass. They were halfway done already.

“Listen to me, Demon!” Azazel hissed, his wings half open. “I already told you once, and I will tell you again. I do not intend to let the mortal die. So drop this already!”

“I still can’t believe you’d have him enter a blood oath.” Vis’ voice sounded. The vampire was standing next to the pillar she’d been hiding behind. “And such a dangerous one too, what if this pest turns out to be something more dangerous than he can deal with?”

Kyle pressed his palm against his