The Wrath Of The Heavens

"The promise, huh… So he hasn't forgot… A strange one he is…" She muttered to herself, still smiling. However, the smile disappeared from her face as she remembered how truly grave his situation was. 

"I'm sure he'll be able to survive the retribution, but… There are angels and even gods who absolutely mustn't find out about his existence. I doubt that at this stage he'd be able to even put up a fight…" She muttered

But at the same time, she wasn't sure. John was getting stronger at an incredibly fast rate. Even his new form was something not to be reckoned with.

"*Sigh* He's always giving me so much work." She complained

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"H-Hey!? What happened to him?!" 

"I-I cushioned his fall using wind magic and a water pool but… He hasn't woken up."

"Did he drown?!"

"No, the moment he landed I got him out of there with a water bubble."

"So then why isn't he waking up?!"

"Calm down, Hexo. We don't know."