Chapter Twenty SevenTalcen fired as many times as he could pull the trigger but still the horrible things pushed in towards him. Then he lost his mind. “Damn it, Xy. You lazy bastard where are you now?” he screamed at no one. He was furious at everything right now. Ticcen was already standing up, backing away towards the wall.
Then, everything froze in place. “Did you just call me a lazy bastard?” a voice asked him. Talcen's pale green skin felt like it was turning bone white with fear. “I think you did,” she said again to him. Talcen turned and looked slowly. A woman was standing there in a black dress, black mist flowed under and around her constantly. “Xy, is that really you?” he asked and immediately regretted everything he just said. No one ever expects a Goddess to actually show up.
