"Wait, My Queen…what do you mean she's coughing out blood?" Abrax asked with a bewildered expression.
"Exactly what it means." Despair Queen's hologram spat. She looked pissed, causing him to drop any further questioning.
"Should I be happy that her old injuries relapsed? Or be crazy that they happened right now?!" The fuming woman asked.
Abrax couldn't answer. He wanted to smash the stone table in front of him and yell. 'I'm fucking nervous already! How about you don't ask me and do things properly?'
But he knew better. So, he watched in silence as the hologram went off.
"Sir, the army is set to go." Entering the room, Draven, Shadow Lord of Uranus Cluster branch, said.
"Let them await." Abrax said and clenched his fists.
He was in one of the three secret realms near the cities they were about to attack.
The reason?
'I want to personally lead the armies.' Was his statement.
