Hey! What do you think you are doing?

Not the end of Heyla's pov.

You got that right. The people love me, I mean I was a public speaker when my mom was alive. I did the presentation, the crowd roared and giggled and my mom went up to stage to do her comedy. It was the nice days…

Well, anyways, Cher had stayed as the bitch she was, and she just gasped. “How did you do that? She asked me, with her raising her hands like she had no muscle in her forearms...yea I went to school.

“I just spread out my Divine sense and shielded," I said. Without a warning, I felt a wave pass through me.

“Pick Lem up, we are going to use him as a shield,” Cher said, as she looked at Lem. “Got it” I bit his tender nose and carried him like a princess.

‘Let's go!”

We opened the door slowly and sneakily looked outside.

“Break it!” A group of barely covered people said, as they raised some mustard colored hammers and hit the barrier. “We need to take control of this city before the paper god leaves us. NOW SHOUT WITH ME: BREAK IT” The old man from before said, as he pointed a golden cane at our house, or at least the house.

“Break it!”

"Do we kill them? They all are extremely weak." I said, as I dropped my barrier and started running toward the crowd of barely covered people. “Why do you even ask?” Said Cher, as she dropped her barrier too.

“Break it!!!” the group of people shouted. I lowered my body and side stepped, my hand raised towards the crowd, and I made a sideways square shaped barrier. The thousand of yellow hammers hit my barrier at the same time.

The ground beneath me cracked, and I just scoffed. “How are you guys still alive?” I said and just flung all of them away.

The people stood up and charged towards me again.

‘stubborn.‘

A woman in front of the crowd burrowed her hand into the ground and lifted her hammer “REVORN” The woman whispered, and the ground started to become foamy and elastic.

“Oh dear…” I heard Cher say behind me.

…

I felt my stomach contract, slowly become wet and sticky. I looked down.

Blood was pouring out from a fresh wound just around a knife impaling me, the glint of the thin metallic weapon reflected my pain filled face and the smiling face of Cher.

“You devil,” I said.

I had been betrayed by my only true friend...Lem was my boyfriend, so he was more than a bff but still. She was the only woman who had not told me in my face to fuck off. I just wanted a friend...

“Just die already and give me your power…” I felt the life drain away from me like needles that had been stuck with all my life and the feeling of them being there was beginning to fade.

I don't want to die...

The world around me turned to fire, and I felt the grip of something chaotic surround me.

I looked at Cher with pure hate.

“I might be able to kill Lem with this and even take his soul to myself. I’m so lucky to be born near a child of chaos... Isn't that true sky?” Said Cher or at least what was left of her old self. She looked at the sky with glowing eyes.

Cher turned and looked at the old man...she grinned widely like a thirsty hyena. “At least I will try to regain your favor…” She started to walk towards the old man.

“We need reinforcements!” He screamed. Millions upon millions of people materialized from the ground and came into existence.

A shield looking tittle appeared above the old man's head.

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“Homn- the defect of the tyrant.’