"Oi, oi," Haku said as he rose to his feet, the chair grating hard on the wooden floor. His face darkened like the coalescence of numerous rain clouds as he inched closer to Yuri. "Who gave you permission to address me as such?"
Sophie snorted as her sister toyed with her capsule, even when she had invented a way to plug the computer into the battery of the cellar that only needed solar power to work.
The boy, too tired to even lift his head and look at Thymos, had asked the God if he was there to take the last thing he had left from him. Thymos asked him what it was, and the boy had picked a bloodied knife from the ground.
