Derion
“So, how did you get rid of Ba Pef?” Baal asked me, as we all sat around in one of our meeting rooms. Today was hopefully their last day here since everyone, except Dejefa, was well enough to leave. He would have to find his way back and they’d already waited for almost two weeks.
“I didn’t. Eriana did,” I said as I looked up at her, sitting across my lap. She fidgeted with her fingers nervously, and I ran my hand up her back to comfort her as they looked at her expectantly.
“He wanted to be mortal, so I did what I could to make that happen but, to be honest, I don’t really know how I did it. I found this weird pearl in my last life and…,” she started before Iah interrupted her.
“You found a Mortal Pearl and wasted it on Ba Pef? Are you really that f*****g stupid?”
“Watch yo
