Chapter 962

Cameron found the black mist especially familiar. It was the dark energy that always surrounded the Shadow Guardian. Compared to the Shadow Guardian himself, the dark energy seemed even more sinister and vicious. Tsk. Tsk. The black mist continued to seep into the basement. Tate, who was busying himself with Aria, froze. He broke out in a cold sweat. The dark and cold energy made its way up his back like a vicious serpent. "What's going on?" Tate yelled, astonished. When he finally snapped out of his daze, his body was already fully covered with the mist. "Hehe! Pleased to meet you, Tate!" The mist had a voice of its own. It continued, "Do you want revenge? Do you want power?" Then came the sound of laughter that made Tate's skin crawl. The laughter echoed in the basement, and Tate stiffened, his eyes wide open with fear. "W-Who are you? Who's talking?" Tate stammered. "Hehe! Fret not," said the voice. "I'm not here to harm you. I'm here to give you the power and the