The Death Of A Slave
The fear of Wrath was still ingrained in Shamac's heart as he tried to think of ways to surpass his current strength and become a worthy foe for Wrath, as well as the Executioner.
Ana still wallowed in her powerless state and hardly moved during their time of waiting.
However, it seemed Talia had forgotten about the intense pain she obtained by defying Wrath. Her overwhelming curiosity made her body unstable as the burning question concerning Hexarion's wellbeing and location seemed to swallow her whole.
She didn't care for the consequences if at least her question would be answered.
She rose from her laid state and stared at Wrath, who glared at the audacity of Talia's action.
She gulped as words came out of her mouth.
"W-Where is He-"
As she let out his name, Wrath's angered face became more vivid. His displeasure as of her normal address of Hexarion slowly rose.