Chapter 344
Dave sat quietly on a boulder that was high above the lava pool where Zola mindlessly swam. Bored as he was, his mission was to protect Zola until she manages to regain the wheel of fate or whatever the Undeath god meant about it.
"You seem distracted?" Zola asked.
"Umm, not really, mostly bored."
"I'm that lousy of a company?" Zola questioned.
"Not that, but guard duty. Kinda sucks."
"For the great Undead Prince, Kis'Shtiengbrah, who slays calamities and defeat half-gods, you're probably right. But, don't worry, I won't need much time. I suppose a few more hours and I should be good to regain what Balaam has left. The wheel if fate is not as stubborn to not let me gain control, it will just take a good deal of time to understand the hidden powers of it."
"Good enough for me. I can stay patient for a few hours."
"As much as I would like that. I doubt it will be true." Zola said.
"What do you mean?"
