The Godslingers 5: Chapter 23

Firiana's POV
I was watching the blue sky above and licked my lips in distaste. I prefer the Underworld than this place. It was too......good. And I hate that.

Thordis was off to seduce Taylor to death again and I nearly gagged in disgust.

I hissed "Appear, hounds of hell, and may your aura of death befall upon the Godslingers." An army of hellhounds appeared before me, and they all bowed their heads in respect.

"Kill the Godslingers. All of them, but leave Zarana Gale to me."

They howled and vanished into the shadows. Just then, Nymphtrogon appeared in a funnel of water.

"Uh, get away from me." I said standing up from my obsidian throne. "I don't want you here."

Nymphtrogon made a grumbling sound in his throat. "But-"

"I am raised by the hands of the Furies. I do not love." Was all I said before unleashing a Stygian Iron spike that grazed his ear.

"Ugh!" He said and spat at me. I smiled and he disappeared.

Then, the members of the group appeared before me.

"Well, what are you doing?" I snarled. "Here?"