Faceless's brows slowly twisted together as rage silently accumulated within him. He had failed once already and he had no intention of allowing history to repeat itself. The memory of Clara nearly being stolen still lingered in his mind like a scar that refused to heal. If Damian himself had been standing here, he would never allow Clara to be taken away, and Faceless intended to uphold that same standard.
Without taking his eyes off Corbin, he gently removed Rah's hands from his clothes. She released him reluctantly, sensing the resolve hidden beneath his calm exterior.
"Go," Faceless said quietly, his voice carrying absolute certainty. "Take Clara and everyone else. I would love to see what this blind man intends to do to stop this God."
As those words left his mouth, a third eye slowly opened at the center of his forehead. Its violet iris spun slowly as overwhelming demonic aura poured from the slit like smoke escaping a furnace.
Buzz!
