Merlin's words sent a chill down everyone's spines, including Charlie's.

Stephen had been Curtis Wade's close confidant to his death—he was good, but he wasn't supposed to be that good.

Charlie couldn't help but remember that feeling he got back at Quiant Monastery in Mount Tason.

That sensation was like a leviathan lurking in the shadows, fighting the Qing Eliminating Society just like him.

While he couldn't quite put his finger on where said leviathan even came from, he could take solace