Twisted, deranged, delusional, corrupted, distorted… there were several words that could be used to describe what had just come out of the Perfect Warrior's mouth.
The meaning behind them made Katie's stomach turn and her mind go black with rage. She balled her fists and cooled the festering rage that threatened to overpower her.
'To sully Celeste's efforts so casually…' she seethed.
Yes, the goddess had been seeking vengeance when she cursed the brothers Sirius and Lycaon four hundred years ago, but her destructive orders to their descendants had stopped a long time ago and a quest for peace had taken its root where there was once war.
As a matter of fact, she would soon be stepping down as Moon Goddess… but that didn't matter now, did it?
Thorrin was too far gone. It was clear in his voice… or was it?
"That would never happen," Marie hissed.