Agartha fell to her knees, panting as she managed to getaway. Her mind was so fixated to that moment. The moment Percy chose to spare her. She was adamant she would've died yet true to his word he didn't lay a hand on her. The rest of the Cult had run away, and there was no sign from the priests either. Agartha couldn't feel anymore alone. "Rodger! Gemini! Shit where the hell is you guys?! Answer me!"
"What's wrong nobody left to protect you?"
Agartha flinched hearing somebody behind she gripped her hand tightly casting an array of bullets in the area of the voice. She turned to see Scarlett standing there and all the bullets on the floor. She didn't have a single wound on her. "You. You're a member of the Dawn family."
"It was you wasn't it? You're the one who killed Percy."
"Perhaps. He was a traitor. I disposed of him."
