The Truth About The War

The two halves of Taira's body started to congeal before they finally came back together in a horrifyingly grotesque manner.

As he sat up on the cold stone floor, he contemplated just how he should get back at Fenris for making him do this uselessly annoying favor.

'I wonder if pissing on his alters will work… can he tell when they've been desecrated…?'

Taira picked himself up from the floor and found Enyo already waiting above him.

She immediately dusted off his clothes for him while sending him all kinds of possessive messages telepathically.

'If she touches you again, I am going to impale her to her throne and leave her there to die.'

'How dare she touch your heart?! That belongs to Lucia and I!'

'…cute.'

Feeling significantly better and with more energy, Taira gave Enyo a small kiss on the forehead before inevitably moving past her.