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The voice was dangerous,dark and sinister as if it came from the depths of hell carrying with itself all the evilness. Daniel was slightly taken aback, only few people could talk to him that way. The first one was Miranda Lambert and the other was the legendary mafia Boss and CEO of Johnston company. Of Course,he never had the chance to see the second person so how would he know if this was him. But the Aura emanating from his body was oppressive, forcing someone to bow and give in. It was not something every Dick and Tom possessed. It was something that came from years of dominance. " Who are you?" Daniel found himself asking. He couldn't ignore Such a man.

She was annoyed at his sister for making her think that way, it was an insecure way of thinking. Atarah looked at the spot where she was supposed to been seated, she didn't see Alaric anyway but she saw the Alpha who was just coming. It was duty of the alpha to start the event with a trembling roar after making a speech. The Alpha mostly spoke about the culture and tradition of the trials, he spoke about how the moon goddess blessed the wolves with this important event and just before his roar, the full moon came out to signify the start of the event. Atarah covered her ears just as the Alpha roared, she considered it noise. It was just bothersome to have that sound echo in her head.

‘’I AM FURY,’’ ‘’I AM FURY,’’ ‘’I AM FURY.’’ The phrase rambled on much to the shock of Donovan. Of course, he was no stranger to the notorious phrase which had been the badge of the mystery killer that had been running amok through the city. In this moment, Donovan could only perceive danger close by. His sense of suspicion was aroused as he shot a look down the isle to examine the surrounding space, but everything seemed quite all right. Again he shifted his gaze towards the bunk where Natasha had been lying only to realise a vacant bunk. Alas, Natasha was no longer in her bed space. She had vanished out of sight. This time, Donovan was startled to death even as the receiver rambled on in

she gasps between sobs. "Why are you doing this to us?" one of the men chokes out, his voice thick with pain. A low, cold chuckle follows, sending a shiver down my spine—though not as intense as the chills Jack’s voice would bring me. Then, a deep, unyielding voice—one laced with something dark and dangerous—replies, "Call me Fury." My breath catches. Fury? The name echoes in my mind. His voice—it should be familiar. It is familiar. But it’s not Jack.

The God of War came at a steady pace. Everyone’s eyes moved along with him. “I must let the God of War see me!” Hank lifted his chest and looked as energetic as possible. “He’s coming! He’s coming!” Hank got so excited that his soul almost left his body. “Great. Everyone seems energetic,” said the God of War. The voice sounded familiar to Hank. Why did it sound like Kaze? Hank got a better look and he was stunned. His mind buzzed and whited out. How could Kaze be the God of War?!

The Onyx wolf rose behind her, massive and radiant, its fur streaked with flame and lightning. “Leave,” she said, her voice echoing with divine authority. “Or I’ll tear you apart, just like your chains.” Fenris staggered back, eyes wide—not with rage, but disbelief. “You can’t kill a god.” Serena stepped forward, her wolf roaring behind her. “Watch me.” She unleashed everything—the bond of flame, the bond of storm, and the shadow of her own making. The explosion shook both realms. Fenris screamed as the light consumed him, his form splintering into fragments of night that scattered like ashes in the wind.

He didn't panic, and bowed: "The Lord of the Gods has come, making me panic." Panic, do you know what panic is? You threw it all away for that fox demon, didn't you?" The wrathful voice of the Lord of the Gods seemed to have enveloped the heavens and the earth, fortunately, no one else could hear it. But the only person who can hear still turns a blind eye, has ears but is deaf, just bows his head, and doesn't speak. The Lord of the Gods took a deep breath, tried his best to control his anger, and said, “León de Fuego, Fire God, come with me!”

Fuck You! Argh!.." Roaring, the God Of War, Nri Magu, felt frustrated then charged forward. He simply couldn't take it anymore, how could he allow this strange Bloody Red God to underrate him so much. Not only did the Red God discovered his cowardly plans to retreat, but the Red God also referred to him, a 'God Of War' as Little Ones. He didn't even stop there but went on to say that an Avatar of his Avatar, would kill him with just one breath. Even an ant couldn't be killed with just a breath, it was just too humiliating.

He looked down at Fulton who was a little disheveled and said with a sneer, “Lowly Eastern Battle God, do you know the gap between us now? If you don't want to die, you can choose to kneel down and submit to me. Sign a life-and-death contract with me and I’ll let you live. What do you think? This is God's mercy to you, so you should consider it carefully.” Fulton stood up straight at this moment, his body like a pine tree as he stood upright in place. He gently waved his burning right arm that was scorched by the energy beams and said with a laugh, “I’m sorry, but the East has never believed in the god you mentioned. I don’t really need your mercy.” “Arrogance! Since you’re so persistent, I

I raised an eyebrow, my gaze burning. “Hmph, and you think they’ll trust you?” I growled, my deep voice reverberating like thunder. My feet sank into the soaked earth as I released more of Fenrir’s power. The ground trembled beneath my weight, cracking in response to the rage boiling inside me. “You murdered pups, hunted defenseless Lunas, and plunged this war into chaos.”