Bab 593: A gOD?

Margo has never been one to use a cuss word. Trained to be prim and proper, she has never said a cuss word. But seeing Freya heading toward the shadow warriors who were more than eager to meet this beauty who wasn't afraid of them, hearing what Freya had said, she said 'Fuck!'

She cursed right before she hurried after Freya, right before she threw a bout of lightning to the shadow warriors to slow them down. A few of the warriors fell, but they rose up again, unscathed, and joined their comrades who were steadily covering the distance between them and Freya. It didn't do much, but Margo was already with Freya.

She held the redhead by the shoulder, and turned the latter to herself.

"Fuck!!!"

This was muttered this time around with a striking vehemence, accentuated by the speed with which she staggered away from Freya.

What the hell! Margo mentally screamed, perusing the girl that was one of the chosen ones.