Marked by fate
I have no idea how old my uncle is, but I'm guessing they're around the same age.
They all have black hair and bronze skin. From the size of them and the way they carry themselves, I'd guess the one in the middle is the Beta, the one on the left the Gamma, and the one on the right the Delta. I inhale, my senses dulled with Medus locked away, but I think I'm right.
"This is my Beta, Chris," my uncle says, indicating the man in the middle.
Chris steps forward and offers his hand.
"This is my Gamma, Jon," he continues, indicating the man on the left, "and my Delta, Arthur."
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