Aftermath

"You had one task!" Desmond hissed, grabbing Zeus by the collar, seconds away from ripping his head off his neck.

"My mother was in danger. Unlike you, I care about mine." He growled. Besides, Zaria was safe with everyone downstairs. He didn't think anyone would think to come up here, especially since no one knew where she was. No one except Nathaniel, apparently.

"Guys," Zaria put a hand on Desmond's shoulder to stop them from going ballistic on each other. It was no use. Not when the people making them rage were all dead anyway.

"What's the situation downstairs?" Desmond asked, not wanting to suggest they go over unless they were certain.

"Gabriel and Nathaniel are gone, as well as their people. Some of ours are injured but…"

"Is dad okay? And mom and Ximena, and…"

"Everyone is okay, Zaria." Zeus assured her. "No one is gravely injured. Except Liam, that is."