“Dad, what’s going on? Why is the God of War from the Hall of Gods here?”
“Could Sir Lincoln have crossed some big shot from the Hall of Gods?” Both Oliver and Brody cowered in fear when they saw the man with blonde hair who was brimming with a murderous air.
“How the f*ck would I know? Why are you even asking me?” Luther gulped nervously and chided them.
They had been there to ambush Dustin and had never expected to be assaulted by such a formidable individual from the Hall of Gods.
This was mind–blowing!
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