Chapter 108: Mathew's POV
Orion and I glared down at Raphael while digging our claws into his heart. Anyone else would have been dead by now, but not him. It was disgust and bile that was rising up in my chest. How could Raphael come from me? Even if I don't remember my life as Jeremiah, was I that bad of a father that I turned a child of mine into whatever bottomless hole is staring back at me? How much power would be enough for Raphael? How much magic would satiate him? How many deaths would cure whatever poison is eating away at him? I kept wondering about all these things, but Orion's patience was wearing thin. He didn't want to waste another second fighting Raphael. He was convinced that our new form and the strength that came with it would put us in a position to kill Raphael faster even if half of our bod
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