
The House of the God Aaron.
That night, Jane and the Gods had just arrived. They were completely satisfied, because today, the plan they were running was going smoothly.
Chuckling at each other, the two entered into their respective rooms, a brief peck on the cheek, becoming a sign of their farewell tonight.
Jane already knew who God was, and she did not care about it at all, she actually felt even more fortunate to meet a werewolf like a God. Because with that, it would be easier to make Airish suffer.
However, not with his mother, whom Fenita knew, the man was just an ordinary human like himself.
The man who will help the princess and herself, but somehow he is constantly agitated. His heart seemed unsettled, for some reason he felt that something was unpleasant.
She had gone back and forth to Jane's room twice, but the result was the same, again the girl had not yet returned home.
And finally, the middle-aged woman again decided to knock on the door of the child's room. Jane who was about to clean herself clucked loudly, feeling her activities disturbed.
He rudely opened the door, and as he expected, he found the mother with a look of her face that always looked restless.
"What the hell is it, Mom?" cetus Jane's.
"Jane, where are you going? Do you know how your father is?" fenita asked with a pias face, however her love for Martin was still great. The betrayal did feel so desperate, but the man always tried to fix it.
If only he hadn't thought about Jane's future, he might have asked Martin for a break, ever since the man brought a tiny baby who wasn't her flesh and blood into the house.
"Father is dead," Jane sniffled with her eyes sharpening, as if he was careless about the old man.
"Jane, don't joke!" squeak Fenita with perfectly rounded eyes.
Hearing the screech, Jane looked at Fenita, her hands folded across her chest, with a roar of rumbling breath.
"I'm not kidding, Mom. Dad was dead, I was in the hospital to see him, but he was already in the morgue" Jane said.
Fenita was seen covering her mouth with both hands, she shook her head in disbelief. "You didn't lie to me, did you?" Suddenly his tears melted, soaking those already slightly loosened cheeks.
Jane grunted in annoyance.
"For what? If you don't believe me, just come to his grave, you've caught the bitch going to hell" he exclaimed, I swear to God, he's fed up with the mother always talking about Martin.
Fenita held onto Jane's shoulders, then shook her.
"Jane, do you hate Martin that much?" tanyakanya.
Jane brushed off Fenita's hands, her emotions provoked, exploding because the mother continued to corner her.
"hate? I really, really hate him, ever since he brought Airish. I even regretted being born into his seed. Disgusting man!" cibir Jane's circus.
"I don't care!"
And duarrrrrr!!!
Suddenly the sound of an explosion was heard squealing the ears, the shock was fierce and so felt, shaking the house and its contents. Making everyone inside, bulldozing out simultaneously.
The state of being on standby one, when the flames blazed so large from the direction of the God's arsenal.
Everyone flocked to save themselves, and one of them followed the master to report this incident.
The god who was about to pass into the bathroom became disembodied, heard the sound of the explosion he immediately pulled the doorknob, and ran hurriedly down the stairs.
Down there, his men were as anxious as he was.
"Master, the fire arsenal," he explained as he walked, offsetting the steps of the God who was about to check the situation.
His face looks pias, with a grate of fear, he memorized exactly how the master murkanya.
Hearing that, the God's feet suddenly stagnated, his eyes immediately squeaking sharply. "How can you?" tusky.
"Come, Master. Before you go home everything is safe, and the explosion just happened" the man replied as he was.
The Jaw of the God hardened, he clenched his hands firmly, with teeth interlocked. That violent roar was very obvious, and he resentfully punched the air around him. "Bad!" objurgation.
The god immediately ran towards the warehouse. Arriving there, he could see, the blazing flames were so intense.
Everyone tried to put out the fire, while he started putting up the horses, the God closed his eyes while chanting a spell.
A spell that drains all of his energy. Cold sweat began to appear, the face of the God looking very serious, with an occasional frowning forehead.
Until finally, the specks of rain began to fall hard right on the head of God and its surroundings.
Increasingly louder, until in an instant the fire was extinguished, although the arsenal could no longer be saved, everything in there ludes was wiped out by the red hero.
"You acted faster as it turned out, Lord Emperor. I'm sure this is what you're doing, somehow, I'm gonna figure it all out!"
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