The Strength of Anger
"προσευχές για τους πεσόντες,"
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(Orion POV)
After the little burial session and small funeral we held, we made our way back to the mansion, of course, without our little troubles.
I mean, we were currently in the midst of war, and going out unguarded like this is a free target on our back for people to fuck us.
"I'll take care of th-"
"Shut the hell up and stand there," Aisa muttered, and as her bloodlust exploded out towards the cloaked figures, they all froze in place.
Before, they looked as if they were ready to brawl it all out and go for our swiftly, but now they just look like a bunch of pathetic ants.
"Try not to torture them for too long!" I shouted as Aisa took a step forward, creating a bolt of lightning in the clouds above her.
She then took another step, causing a bolt of lightning to shoot from where she stepped, paralyzing the enemies with pure and utter fear.