Emergency
"So, what's the plan?"
This time for a change, Eve's head was on my lap and it was my fingers that played around with her hair.
"As I said, there is no way in which we could either go against or even attempt helping Makay. If it wasn't some kind of hallucination or some kind of superb technique to make me think he is way stronger than he really is, then unless I were to use my most powerful techniques, then we don't stand a chance against him."
Even with my bellowed fiance right at my lap, happy to cuddle with me as we were talking, my mood was still sour. What I thought to be the great opportunity or chance, turned out to be nothing more than something slightly more useful than damned trash!
How the heck was that supposed to be a reward for casting an apocalypse class spell? How was an ability to breathe life into a creation of mine something that was on par with releasing a power capable of splitting continents… or to be more realistic, islands in half?