“You!” the Southern commander could scarcely believe his eyes. What kind of Death God had he offended that the God of War had been sent after his life? Wasn’t she supposed to have vanished from the face of Earth, even rumoured to have died without leaving even bones behind? That was the only reason he had risked leaving the safety of his manor to the war front! “Why are you still alive?!”
“Funny, I was just wondering the same. Exactly how did you escape from my palms-” her gaze dropped to a burning cold as those curled lips drawn into a straight line- “after hurting 'him' that year?”
The commander was forced a step back. He could clearly see the burning hell in those eyes, deceptively covered by a layer of frost. He knew. Behind that mask of indifference, her wrath has already been
