Claimed by the Horde
“Deri’amas.”
“Well, this Deri’amas can kiss my ass. Everywhere I turn, every time you try and do something which seems to benefit me, and keep me from the Legion, his name pops up.”
Thorne rolled his eyes and leaned back, watching her as Noah spoke, “Deri’amas is who we report to. Above him, there is Zulras, then Malveran.”
“And above him?”
“Well…”
“If you say Satan, I’m going to punch you in your pretty mouth,” She spat, and Noah smirked. “Oh, you have to be fucking kidding me.”
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