The New Age King // Book 2
I spot traces of Beerus's spirit encircling something in a pitch-black corner, and I slow my pace to a walk.
I can hardly make out her form. No wonder Beerus never spotted her in this vast maze. The darker she made Octavius's mind, the more corners she had to hide in.
I get about two feet in front of her, and she lifts her soulless black eyes to meet my gold ones.
"Well, well, well, if it isn't the Goddess of Wolves," she hisses mockingly, and I smile.
Her gloating is obviously a bluff. Her body is withered and bony. She looks as if she is actively dying. Beerus growls, and she actually flinches, which makes my smile grow
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