As soon as Damon stepped out of the range of the student council office, the Remorseless skill deactivated. The moment it did, the blood rushed back to his head, his heart pounding in his chest. Fear and tension crashed over him like a wave, reminding him of just how close he had come to disaster.
'Hah, that was way too close. One mistake, and I'd have been finished. Thank the goddess…'
He placed a trembling hand over his chest, trying to steady his breathing. The memory of everything he had done and said in Lilith's office replayed in his mind, and when he recalled the fake love confession, his ears turned red with embarrassment.
'I can't believe I said something so ridiculous. So embarrassing.'
He glanced down at his shadow, which was animatedly shaking its head in mock disapproval while giving him a thumbs up. The gesture made it clear: it didn't approve of his methods, but it still supported him. Croft, perched silently on his shoulder, broke the quiet.
