Iona didn’t have a good feeling about this. I mean, I don’t think anyone with any sort of rational thinking mind was overwhelmed with positive feelings when Kaos showed up, but this particular brand of bullshit seemed like a bad idea. The painted mare watched, impassively, with her lips pressed tightly together. She knew this wasn’t the time to run her mouth, but she also knew that deities were capable of fucking up just like mere mortals. Hell, Helovia had been testament to that. So had Nocturne, in its own way. But there wasn’t a damn thing she could do about it now except wait and watch. And be ready to get the hell out of dodge if things went south. |
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