The infernal flames crawled from the frozen ground to the horizon. The light it emitted raised Levi’s hackles. Standing like a mountain at the apex of the backyard, with nothing but piles of ash surrounding the dark figure that exhaled fumes, its presence spelled nothing but disaster. Gone were the beautiful ice skating rink made for Hestia and the sculpted ice statues that decorated every nook and cranny of the backyard, replaced by the chaos that had swallowed Hestia’s favorite place.
The anguished screams were dying down as Levi watched their servants burn alive, turning into piles of ash from once being chunks of flesh. The rancid smell of roasting flesh triggered his gag reflex. He had lived for centuries, but this was his first time witnessing the very scene mortals described when s
