When Arrows Fly
The courage that surged within me felt as though it were electricity, refreshing my mind, “I will make him promise it if I have to. I won’t let him follow me – you have to make sure of that!”
Aphrodite pursed her lips as she looks across to a bored Hades, whose eyes are fixed on Caelum, his jaw tightly clenched, before saying, “Alright then.”
Aphrodite waves her hand and with a wave of her wrist, something warm and smooth is being lifted out of my chest, sliding up to my throat and out of my mouth. She held it momentarily before she clenched her fingers around it, crushing such a delicate source of immortality and power. She sighs, turning at Hades, “You’ll give her two more days.”
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