Not tonight. Tonight, Jian Ci was unbound. And Vigil was more afraid now than he'd been facing the Umbravore. That thing had been a monster. But Jian Ci's attack seemed more personal.
Jian Ci leaned in, his voice a whisper that cut deeper than any blade. "He is mine."
The words were low, guttural, terrifying. "This is the only warning you get." Vigil's soul recoiled and then the pressure vanished.
He dropped like a stone, hitting the ground with a force that cracked the concrete beneath him. He lay there, gasping, limbs trembling, heart pounding like a war drum.
Jian Ci stood over him, eyes cold with contempt. He looked at Vigil like he was something beneath him, an insect he could kill easily. Then, without a sound, he vanished.
Vigil remained on the ground, staring at the sky, trying to understand what had just happened. One thing was clear. Jian Ci was no ordinary Esper. Whoever had labeled him Rank A was either blind... or lying.
