*Thunder*
Snowstorm is getting heavy by the minute and Anon is standing in the middle of a forest, with a Nine-tailed Fox in his hand.
"So, You are telling me that you were the one, who stole his eyes ?" Anon asked as he looked at Agatha.
"I mean... They were taken by the other gods and when he sent some demons to get them back, I just stole them before those demons. Hehe." Agatha spoke as she looked at Damon with a smile.
"You fucking bitch... I spent 600 years without my eyes and you think this is fucking funny ?" Damon asked with an angry expression.
"Master... The Snowstrom is getting more and more violent. We should move or we will get buried in snow." Mike spoke as he looked at Anon with a serious expression.
"Hmm... Fine, Here you go. Do whatever you want with her, I don't care. I have girls to fuck in that carriage, Bye." Anon spoke as he tossed Agatha towards Damon and went back to his carriage.