Chapter 21: Hexbound Sword

A hint of dawn appeared on the horizon.
Just before daylight breaks, the night is at its deepest.
In the dim forest, Adrian Waller grasped the hilt of his sword.
At the same time, the demonic claw from the blade gripped Adrian Waller by the throat.
If the sword, with its protruding claw, could still be considered a blade, then Adrian Waller was now in a strange state.
Adrian Waller was holding the sword, yet the sword was aimed at him!
His eyes were blood-red, one...