Chapitre 2: 2. Plans before the Battle

The sun shone brightly outside as I make my way downstairs, desiring for a cup of coffee. My siblings were already seated at the table and eating, looking at me the way archangels would look at a lecher on judgement day.

"Move faster, Qalif. You're going to be late." Said Qeira, the eldest of my sisters.

"You sleep like your boss shoved gallon of her wrath on your throat!" Xyra retorted, piercing me with a glare that could rival with King Arthur's Excalibur.

"She's right, brother!" Reena, our youngest agreed. She was young, but no less of a tyrant compared to her older sisters.

"Sorry about that. I stayed up late last night, I brought home some work with me." I said, smiling lightly.