Chapter 35

August's POV

I feel irritated. If earlier, I was okay with us leaving at night, now that we're leaving I'm getting wet. I feel fucking sleepy like to the bones. I drank two cups of coffee. I even have a pocket. I feel like I'm going to have a hypertension attack because of the amount of caffeine I've consumed but still no effect. But I don't have the right to complain because it's my fault. After all, I didn't take a nap. I was so impressed with myself that it was like karma for me.

I am also wearing heavily protective armor. The helmet is missing. His Majesty Cayden is the culprit. They are wearing armor as well but not as exaggerated as mine.

We got in the car. This is a heavy hummer truck. They said we were going to Atlantic City. Isn't that sunken? Shall we go down into the water? Do they know that it is forbidden to take a bath without sleep?

"This is exciting. This is the continent of the Del Rochi's." Lucas said and he was still grinning.

"You're always excited." Gen.

"This is