Orion.
Destiny
Or would I say, karma.
Just like how the sins of the father are punished on the son, but in my predicament, the sins of the devil are faced on the innocents.
My gaze stares in horror directly at Atheena, watching through her eyes the fearful red gaze that erupt, similar to that of a particular demon.
Articus.
By my side Aurelia, Ares and Diana who joined us earlier all watch in horror and fear filling their hearts, as I, do not know what exactly it is I feel of the recent developments on Atheena.
Horror is definitely filled, yet, am I sacred?
Seeing the situation, at how escalating, abrupt and horrific it is, especially when Octavius himself is by the ground gasping immensely for breath, I take out my silo from my hand, and snatching Ares arrow and bow, as within a s
