Delmar stalled, “What?” She looked up and replied, “I decided my name is Nyx, not girl. You will fall, Darwin. One is coming that will help my brother. We will reunite and you will burn beneath us. Play your games, for they are limited.” I shivered. She was so certain. She was just a child. She sneered at him, “My brother and I will restore our clan, and yours will cease to exist. Then I will make sure to wipe you from any history book. You will be nothing.”
Instead of being angry Darwin laughed, “What an imagination you have! She’s funny.” The man with him had paled though. Darwin left. The man asked, “Nyx are you a prophetess?” She responded, “Like my mother before me and daughters after me. I see what is revealed by the gods themselves. One is coming. This clan will perish beneath her
