Skylar instantly understood what was happening. This spiritual sense must be terrifyingly powerful to have a consciousness of its own.
“I’ll do anything to kill that man...” Skylar promised, hatred glistening in his eyes.
He was willing to do anything to vanquish his enemy.
“Ha! Don't you worry about that,” the shadow assured with a scoff.
Suddenly, a ray of white light flashed across the room, and Skylar felt something enter his mind.
Then, the same hoarse and old voice echoed in his mind. “You're pretty strong. You'll be able to kill Jared under my guidance, but I'll have to heal you first.”
Soon enough, a white mist evaporated from Skylar's body and engulfed him.
An hour later, the white mist was wholly gone, carrying away all the wounds on Skylar's body.
It was as if his body did not suffer any injury to begin with.
Skylar was thrilled to see that he had recovered completely, but when he got up to check his body, he stumbled and almost fell the moment he got on his feet.
The man looked down at his leg, only to realize it was crooked, and that caused him to limp.
“Your tendon's gone, so this is the best I can do. I'm afraid you can't walk like normal again,” the voice said.
“Does that mean I'll limp for the rest of my life?” Skylar snapped, frowning.
“Yes. This is already the best you can get,” the voice said from within his head.
Skylar gritted his teeth in fury and gripped his fists. “Jared Chance... I will make your life a living hell!”
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