Chapter 65 : Chips

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Warning: There are some mild descriptions of gruesome scenes.

Warning: There are some mild descriptions of gruesome scenes

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Zeus was taken care of by two helpers,

A nymph named, Adamanthea,

And a goat named Amalthea.

They hid Zeus from his father Cronus,

A Titan who devours his own children.

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Zion wasted no time

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Zion wasted no time. The moment he touched down, he sent a torrent of thunder straight for Epimetheus, striking him right in the chest.

The titan zipped back for about a hundred meters, bulldozing through trees and bushes as he went. The impact of Zion's strike created a momentum that couldn't be broken by any element of the forest. It left a clear path to Epimetheus' burnt and smoking body as it lay face down.

Silence rang for a second. The Crocottas surrounding us took a step back. Henry, their leader stood his ground, his irises kept switching from one colour to another, betraying his emotions.

It radiated red and gray, something I guessed meant he was angry and bored to be anywhere near here. But with Epimetheus being his new master, he didn't seem inclined to disobey orders, even if his life was on the line. He remained still as if waiting for something to happen.

Wyatt, on the other hand, took the highway the moment Zion arrived. It made sense
He was the one who had captured Pedro when Zion was absent, leaving a mocking letter that nearly got the eldest triplet thunder-striking the remaining ruins of the old Star-crossed Inc.

A laugh resonated from within the herd of crocottas. Someone stepped out, his eyes alight. "Amazing! You even have the god of thunder backing you up. Your charms know no limit, Penny."

His face morphed, twisting until the face of Epimetheus stared back at me. He had just jumped into another body and used some sort of illusion-like ability to plaster his face onto the stranger's skin like an interchangeable dress.

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