Athena POV
“Athena yo…”.
Cutting him off with a snarl, my eyes flash red at him for a just a fraction of a second. But, turning my gaze back towards the enemy, they have definitely caught it. They are looking at me like I have grown 2 heads. And for the first time since meeting them, they seem to be hesitant and a bit… anxious as well.
Right then, I hear the backdoor crashing open once more, followed by another set of fast footsteps. Please let it be Maxim this time, and nobody else. I don’t think this party could use any more deranged warlocks. Or anyone else, for that matter.
“ATH!”. The voice I have been dying to hear filters into my ears, and I let out a small, inaudible sigh of relief.
Maxim is next to me in a flash, and he sweeps his hands across my body to check for injuries
