No one was allowed to ridicule even an ordinary ancestor of the Sparks, not to mention General Grim. General Grim was their family's honor!
"Sir Somer, w-what about me? You have to help me..." Greg begged.
He couldn't have his life taken from him at this age. He wasn't young anymore. If Remus were to reduce his lifespan, he would definitely die.
"Sir Somer, I'm begging you. Please, I don't want to die!" Snow kneeled on the ground and wailed.
"Don't be scared! Although the Sparks are not as powerful as the other six prestigious families, we are the most powerful when it comes to contacting the underworld! I will not endure being ridiculed. I'll communicate with my ancestors now and let them help us out!"
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