Brooke closed her eyes, focusing her entire being on tapping into her deep-seated rage. The image of Hades’ face came to mind, and she fully immersed herself into how he made her feel.
Dirty, used, objectified…
A strong heat began to pool in her hands, and she glanced down to see two balls of fire glowing brightly in the night.
“Are you ready, Leo?” she asked. His wolf body was still facing away from her, snarling ferociously at Hades.
Instead, she faced the legion of skeletons that had come to a halt behind them. She knew Leonidas would take one side, and she would take the other.
“NOW!” she cried, hurling the fireballs at the front line of skeletons. She made sure to heat the fire as hot as she possibly could, so that the skeleton bones would disintegrate to ash.
Much to her s
