“I'm not scared of you
or your Nephilim friends,” Taram said angrily.
Seti shook his head seing
Azazel place his hand on the wall of the cave. Tree branches grew
from the ground near Taram's feed making him fall on the floor.
Azazel turned his head on his left shoulder to look at him from the
corner of his eyes.
“Maybe you should be,”
he said making Seti laugh.
“Come on Az, they are
just kids,” Seti said walking after him without giving more
attention to his sister or her friends.
“I know you like
Watchers there is no curing you of being one,” Azazel answered.
“He is talking about us
like we are a disease, what the hell is your brother doing with a guy
like that , I thought he was cool, I thought he had great powers and
stuff,” Taram said pushing Torin away as he tried helping him.
“My brother is the god
of Chaos. He is not like you, you gotta accept that,” Samira said
as if it was painful to admit, her voice was low and shaking.
“You're here because of
him, he should be taking care of you instead of running after that
guy, did you see his hair? What the hell they were green, is that
Nephilim fashion?” Taram continued, he was still looking at the
corner of the cave's corridor were Seti and his friends had disappear
as if he was expecting to come back for a fight.
“He can change into a
tree just like the girl, I think that's the reason,” Torin said.
“It doesn't really matter who Seti is hanging out with, it's not
like he has ever really been friendly or whatever, if you need
someone really cool we better go find Sahel, at least he is not
thinking so highly of himself.”
“I'm going home, I'm
tired of the Nephilim zoo,” Taram answered.
Torin sight seeing his
twin walk away.
“Sorry about that,”
he said looking at Samira. Taram didn't even take the time to say
goodbye.
“Don't worry, I'm used
to Taram being an idiot and I know it's safer for him being as far
away from my brother as possible,” she answered with sadness in her
voice.
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