Ruth entered the room as everyone’s eyes fell upon her. She was flushed mixed with a strange lull filling her heart. She felt tranquilized after knowing Zen’s perspective.Now, at least she won’t make her assumption and will know what is truly bothering him, she doesn’t have to overthink anymore. That is why communication is the key.“You’re back already?” Zadicus asked, looking out of the window and saw Persephone in the courtyard, hugging herself.“Yeah,” She trailed off, hugging her sides, taking a seat.“Do you want to share?” Zadicus asked vaguely, turning to her to give her his full attention.“We should give each other distance and time to let things sink in.” She replied softly, curling her lips upwards in a smile. Calmness taking over her. His words still intoxicated her but they provide her a shore to relax and even if it takes a prolonged period to wait for his return, she will. At least now she knows what is hurting him.“Good decision.” Tristan exchanged a soft smile wit

Looking back up, Kriss’ smirk grew wider, “See. You better not meddle with our people.” Kriss shrugged. “Well, you are right. Let’s see what others can do.” He sighed, going to see how others were doing, but Kriss placed his palm on his heart. Closing his eyes for a mere beat, he wanted to feel what sensations he witnessed. Why was he not affected by their closeness? Why didn't it feel this painful anymore? He didn’t know yet. Sighing, he shook his head, going after Huzefa, but all on his mind was seeing Juniper. Zen noticed he was surrounded by four people, which made him sigh loudly, not because he was ambushed, but because his thoughts were interrupted. Sighing, he glanced around to contemplate the situation. His ways were blocked. He didn't have his weapon. He couldn't fight them head on. His only option was to run back to the room and get his lance or else he couldn't fight them. “Let’s get over this.” He mumbled and slammed his hand on the wall, blocking one of their way

“What do I have left, Brother Kriss?! I have my brother only. The brother your country threw out on the basis of all of your behalf! None of your people believe in me! They let my brother rot!” Tristan yelled, bringing a dispute among themselves by his rage. Tristan kept his talks inside but when Kriss had brought this topic, Tristan took out his inner fury. “So don’t blame us for our path. You no longer hold the right to. You can forget but I can’t forget the time where I begged every higher up to save Brother but none of them helped me so don’t you fucking dare to give us the lesson of right and wrong now.” Tristan warned Kriss, pointing his finger at him in contempt. A dead silence came, they all were tensed by Tristan’s outraged thoughts, keeping this in his heart which had developed into a scar. “I agree with you, Tristan. It is a regret all of us had to carry forever. None can neglect what happened. If you choose darkness after falling from light, then we won’t blame you.”

Persephone and Zadicus were playing with the baby until their eyes fell upon Kriss, coming with his head hanging low, emitting immense dejection they were unable to comprehend.“Is that Kriss? What happened to him?” Persephone asked, stop playing with the baby for a second and turned to him.“Him and Juniper had a fight but they are not talking about it. That’s why I wanted to check up on Kriss last night.” Zadicus explained, looking up at Kriss who was about to walk away.“I see…” Persephone hummed, trailing off.“I should go and talk to him. You hold the baby.” He said but she stopped him.“No, Let me. He needs me this time.” Persephone said sternly, narrowing her eyes in compassion at Kriss who was desperately seeking help when Juniper was no longer here.“If you say so…” Zadicus trailed off. Persephone smiled faintly at Zadicus and walked up to Kriss who was lost in his thoughts.“Hey, Kriss. Where are you lost nowadays? There is a world outside Juniper.” She said playfully, givin

They reached a place created to intimate hell, with black mountains glistening in the corner, like an abyss followed by a river of fire and low, soft whispers echoing in the air to indicate the misery souls trapped here must have felt. In the sky, there was an eye of fire, creating an ominous atmosphere to keep an eye on them. Uneven ground with a bright light in the farthest corner to show something important in there. “What a sinister place,” Persephone whispered, making a disquieted face. “Scared?” Freya smirked, teasing her, but she growled at her, “Shut up, This is literally the greatest advantage for me.” “Only if you are not afraid to use it.” She smirked, pissing her off but she scoffed, ignoring her. “These sights made me intrigued. What exactly is Katastrofi?” Tabit asked, turning to Huzefa, who pointed at the light in the corner. “Who knows? Could be hell, could be its ruler. You never know.” Gerald shrugged his shoulders. “Have you been here before?” She asked agai