Finally, they were going to get to the bunch of insensitive pricks who were taunting them. Whatever it was the Zeynep were using, it was working, and that too, to the dismay of the warriors and their friends.
They were just three people who looked harmless yet had too much power in their hands.
Angelo now understood why it was so easy for the brothers to move around the world. They looked plain, like they were regular humans who had no powers. No one would tell whether they were werewolves, vampires, or even shadow hunters.
They looked like they were just from an ordinary family with ordinary children, only that the children were evil reincarnated.
Angelo had expected more from the people that he had heard of from the stories, and from the looks, their allies and friends were giving each other, they were clearly thinking the same. How the fuck did three simple mice get to the point of harming a whole generation? damn.
