The news traveled fast.
Currently, Jack, Philip, and Watt are all at Desolate.
They are lecturing Sam's students since they just went through a serious threat.
"I told you guys to be careful. It's great that Sam managed to pull some trick off at the last moment. Or you would have died along with Sirona trying to protect you. Do you think Sam would have been able to bear it?
He will lose his fucking mind."
Watt yelled at the students and they couldn't do anything.
"Uncle Watt. Your kid is right there. I don't think you should swear."
Vron said with a smile.
"Shut up. It's better for them to listen to curses rather than learn from you a lot. Do you want me to hold you responsible if he grows up and becomes like you?"
