Gods among us

melled of a

rse. His heart pounded like a war drum, his mind racing with unanswered questions.

ood the fire burning in him, rode beside him. He spoke in

is wrong.

King had come. He and his forces had wiped out everything-the peo

efused to

he saw i

n burned to blackened husks, their once-mighty iron hinges twisted into unnatural shape

saw the fi

eets. Marr's stomach twisted. He jumped off his horse, stumbling forward. The scent of d

saw he

remain

His mother's garden, where she used to hum soft melodie

itch. His throat tight

knees, fists dig

he sound. A

rned his head sharply, gripping the hilt of his swor

al Lion

and dark magic. Their bodies were the size of warhorses, their fangs glisten

lun

in a single arc. Blood sprayed. Another one pounced, but Jorge was there-his spear pierced its ri

He wasn't just fighting for surviv

ain burned through his body, but he didn't falter. With a savage

hen-s

, panting, his body covered in blood that wasn't h

rashed over him l

one. His entire

re from his throat. It was a sob, deep and painful. He col

like a

he loss, but because

otionally.

is mother's milk. The sacred nourishment that had been passed down through thei

as g

breakable warrior reduced to a man drowning

Jorge's ch

to stay like this. The

t, they nee

over the district. The boy had been hiding among the ruins, waiting for their arri

me everything,"

ale with fear, n

e interrog

tside casting flickering shadows over th

, her eyes searching his. She reached for him, and he let himself f

quiet the storm inside him. Three times he released himself into her, and still, the anger rema

e, Jorge sought

all. Jorge's lips crashed against his, and soon, their bodies were tangled in fire

ay still, the weight of the

ng, the bloods

after district, cutting down the King's no

ins of a temple

draped in

nto a smirk as sh

nk the milk in a

an down h

ngers-sharp as the Devil's cl

ugh him. Blood pou

id not

slammed her against the stone wall. She trie

She was dragged b

" Jorge demanded, h

ed, her lips st

he Father of the World. T

nce filled

e was far

bleeding chest, hi

of his mind, one t

find a way to

never defe