“What are we planning to do, Lord by WIC?” Irwin asked, walking behind Adaddon as they walked down the corridor. Smirking, Adaddon put his hands on his pocket and replied, “We will use Malignant Obsequies.” He stopped, letting his sink in the intensity of his words, “Are we going to destroy the whole country?” He asked in a dazed state to which he nodded in response. “But it requires five hosts to cover up the area. We only have four.” He reasoned. “Not four but three. Isabella, Veronica. Noor and Chase count as one. Malignant Obsequies a strong host to bear it’s power, when the shroud would cover the land the host and everyone inside it would die.”
“That’s why we are using them, aren’t we?” Irwin asked, lips curling into a smirk, thrilled by the future. “They think it’s a revolution b
