He stood calmly on a rocky outcrop, his expression completely blank. His crimson eyes, once sharp and full of life, now looked empty — as though something vital had been stripped away from him.
Beside him stood another figure.
A woman dressed in elegant black robes trimmed with crimson dragon scales.
Long dark hair flowed behind her despite the lack of wind. She held a beautiful crystal staff in one hand, her posture graceful yet radiating an unmistakable sense of danger. Even from a distance, Kiara could tell this woman was no ordinary mage.
As if sensing her gaze, both Juren and the woman slowly raised their heads at the same time.
Their eyes met across the battlefield.
Kiara immediately activated the system.
Target Identified
Name: Juren
Status: Reaper's Curse
Her heart tightened.
"System," she asked inwardly. "Explain this curse."
The answer appeared almost instantly.
*Ding!
[Reaper's Curse]
Grade: Ancient
