“Odin, you couldn’t care to tell me he was rampaging loose again?” Malam struggled to maintain a straight face and her usual calming tone. She tried hard but the events that these sort of occurrences usually led up to was not something she was anticipating with much joy. “Sorry...” She wildly ruffled his hair to give off a soothing effect on him. “It’s fine, we all have it a little rough sometimes.” She left her little counselor’s cupboard and disappeared for a moment, leaving the two siblings alone in there with Joseph still in a jar. Dolores held the bottle tight whilst looking non-plussed about it. The same could not be said for Odin as even looking at the vile creature send multiple shivers in a row down his spine. “I’ll...be right back.” “Where are you going?” He gestured towa

