Capítulo 192: Threat Prevention

The nightmare of suddenly waking up in public in his underwear wasn't as frightening as Mal always thought it would be.

Somehow, being stared like this by all of these divine beings and monsters wasn't quite setting in as it should've; perhaps because he was still really tired.

"Malachi Saint."

Mal followed the booming masculine voice towards the Norse section where Tyr was staring at him like he was looking for any excuse to cut him down. 

"One among us has accused you of harboring origins closely related to the coming enemy. What defense do you have?"

Out of the corner of his eye, Malachi saw his mother sitting in her usual place high above the greeks, but there was something wrong. 

He could see very clearly that she was upset, even though her face showed no real signs of it. 

Because of that, he offered her a small smile as he pushed his hair out of his eyes.