CHAPTER THIRTY-EIGHT
Prometheus watched the goings on earth from his throne, in his personal heaven. “Sir, are you sure we can’t do anything?” an angel asked as it stood beside him. “I wish we could, but the deal I made allows the others the rule over the earth. The Yokaiju are their problem. I don’t know how they were released but a deal is a deal,” he replied, unworried about the events unfolding on the earth below.
The titan stood up and the holographic screen in front of him disappeared. “I need to think,” he said. His weary mind was tired. “Alright, sir, you should know that the admittance level has increased, too. We may need to open up a new layer,” the ghostly figure said, then the both of them were rattled by an explosion outside the palace.
“What?” the titan asked as he turned
