Chapter 12: Full Inheritance 2/2
The skeletal figure did not move at first.
Its hollow eyes stared at the hand that held it, and for a long mont, the entire inheritance space felt as if it had frozen in ti, as if even the air itself had stopped moving just to witness what was happening.
Then slowly, its gaze rose.
It followed the arm.
It followed the presence.
And it t Clay’s eyes.
"You..." the skeleton spoke again, but this ti its voice carried sothing deeper than before, sothing that had not been there when it spoke to Cerys. "How did you enter this place?"
It was not just a question.
It was disbelief.
It was doubt.
It was the collapse of everything it believed was certain.
This place was not ant for two.
This space was bound, locked and sealed.
Only one soul could enter at a ti, only one would be judged, and only one would either be accepted or rejected.
That was the rule.
That was the law.
And yet here he was.
A man who was supposed to not belong in this mont.
A man who seed to break that law as if it ant nothing.
But one careful look, the skeleton inheritance see that Clay was not an assassin.
Not even close.
There was no trace of shadow mana in him.
No stealth.
No concealnt.
Worse, he was bursting with holy power.
He stood there openly, boldly, his presence filled with sothing completely different, sothing that burned rather than hid.
And that made it even worse.
Because that ant he did not sneak in.
He forced his way in.
Cerys, who had been paralyzed monts ago, felt her body tremble as her thoughts struggled to keep up with reality.
Entering another consciousness.
Crossing into another person’s inheritance trial.
That was not sothing recorded in any book.
That was not sothing taught in any academy.
That was not sothing whispered about even in forbidden circles.
It simply did not exist.
And yet...
He did it.
As if it was natural.
As if it was nothing.
Clay did not answer the skeleton imdiately.
Instead, he looked at Cerys.
"Maid," he said in a calm voice, as if they were standing in a quiet room rather than inside a dangerous spiritual domain, "I did not expect you to have this much talent."
Cerys blinked.
Her mind lagged behind his words.
"It seems I do not have to worry about your safety once you take this inheritance."
The skeleton’s aura flared violently.
"You!" it shouted, its voice echoing through the entire space, "who said I would give this inheritance to you?"
Before it could react further, Clay’s grip tightened.
His hand closed around the skeleton’s throat.
The bones creaked.
The pressure increased.
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