62 Chapter 62: The team 1 (1/2)

His eyes yanked open and all he could see was the ceiling of his room in castle black.

”Damn!... My head hurts” Derik muttered as he placed both palms on his head while caressing it gently. He silently cursed the guardian spirit in his head for not been very elucidative when he spoke about the backlash of his powers.

{So conjuring a bow and an arrow is now regarded as a special power that needs high upkeep… so lame} He hissed in his mind only to remember that this thing in his head could read his thoughts.

Remembering this, a cold bead of sweat ran down his back and he instantly regretted his actions. He waited for the guardian spirit to scold him but for some reason, it didn't reply which made him wonder if the almighty angel of death was asleep…

He was about to call out to this guardian spirit but then he realized that there were numerous eyes on him. Realizing that the team was present while he was 'misbehaving', Derik flushed

Seeing the face of the great Derik who us normally void of emotions turn red, Gin laughed hysterically.

Derik's face reddened even more as he silently cursed this bastard and wished he could attack him this instant, but noticing Cyrus' hostile gaze, he decided to endure the shame a little bit longer. After a while, the room was silent once again but no one left their seats

”We're a team, am I correct?” Kira finally spoke up…

Hearing this everyone nodded. At this point, Derik felt like something was off, for some reason he felt like if he fails to leave this 'meeting' right now, he may be forced to speak on things he shouldn't

[Guardian? Come on man I need you!] Derik cried out in his mind but it failed to respond.

Wasn't magic spirits bound to their targets, not to ever leave their side until death? Yes, his guardian spirit was the angel of death but shouldn't that rule also apply to it?

[Damn it!] Derek cursed his bad luck again.

He knew where this team discussion was heading to, he had a lot of explaining to do about what happened that night. It's true that the Lockwoods could cook up a few stories to cover it up but that doesn't necessarily mean that everyone would believe It. Come on! You attend a party and the next second you're knocked out. What bothered him the most is that he didn't know the excuse the Lockwood's came up with, so if the story doesn't tally, it will only arouse more suspicion.

”Don't bother trying to contact your guardian spirit… mine is gone as well… this happens occasionally so I decided this is the best time to speak to you… when you're not under the influence of that thing” Cyrus sneered at Derik, not bothering to hide his disdain

Hearing this, Derik laughed out loud and simply got off his bed. He looked out the window to confirm first and discerning it should be close to midnight his fearful heart finally eased up a bit.

His trump cards cool downtime was up!