Damien Bloodbane's eyes shone with intense desire.
So [Death Swap] allows the caster to instantly switch places with one of his undead minions!
It was an extremely powerful skill with endless applications that would open up almost the whole world to Damien Bloodbane's free access.
Johnson, still clutching his wounded side, had put some distance between them. His breathing was ragged, and a sheen of sweat coated his face.
He had barely avoided death just now. Boris was gone, but that was a small price to pay for survival.
But alas for him, his mobility was gone.
There was no way he would be able to outrun Damien Bloodbane in his condition, not if he wanted to keep Damien Bloodbane's death energy from rampaging in his body.
"Give me your life." Damien Bloodbane said coldly and raised his hand to point at Johnson.
At that moment, he looked much more like the villain than Johnson.
But whoever said that Damien Bloodbane was a hero?
