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Book 2 Chapter 57
Alesia bid farewell to Markous's court... Well saying she bid them farewell is an extremely polite way of saying she told each and every person there to get fucked while holding up both her middle fingers swinging them around the room for everyone to see nodding her head as she began fading away.
'Isn't she supposed to be a goddess? Who does that?' Nerissa sighed shaking her head at the rather immature yet appropriate reaction. It's like having an angry employee who got fired under bullshit circumstances stumbling across the stores microphone, or a bullhorn departing with a great big kiss my ass speech.
Everyone present had been completely unable to hide their shock at Alesia's declaration of Christopher being Havoc. Even Brock half recoiled hearing this, but was among the first to recover from the revelation.
"Father knowing who he truly is, do you still intend to carry this out? He's your family and one of the greatest warriors the world has known for thousand
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