“Explain,” I command the idiots bringing my uncle's headless corpse. I’m waiting for someone to answer, they are both looking at me as if I’m going to eenie meenie miney mo their asses. Shits getting awkward fast, and these fckers are just standing there with their metaphorical d***s in their hands.
“We stopped his soul from leaving.” Kyle finally says. I smile, a big s**t eating smile. Those words are redemptive as all is forgiven. I snatch my cousin's body and begin to dance as the battle around us continues. I’m stangind here in a good fcking mood when some godling dickhead drops in front of me, nearly tripping my dancing ass.
The little peacock is strutting around trying to act intimidating. I’m about to rip his head off his shoulders, not because he is frightening, it's just becau
