Mykel went back to Earth early in the morning after he comforted Hera and accompany her until she felt better. He walked into Beldathiel's room and saw Zherlthsh and Vixelleth enjoying a bottle of wine while Beldathiel was asleep.
"Oh, you're back," Zherlthsh said and stared at Mykel with displeased.
Vixelleth didn't even bother to look at Mykel because he knew that both of them were angry at him for bringing the Gods to his goal to take down Lucifer. He didn't bother with what they were thinking because they couldn't do anything to him since he was their master.
"Where are the others, are they staying here or did you send them all back to the hotel?" Mykel asked as he grabbed the bottle of wine, but then his hand was grabbed by Vixelleth and she was gripping his wrist really tightly. "What? I'm not allowed to get a sip?"
"This one is ours, if you want one go buy one," Vixelleth said with a cynical look.
Mykel smirked as he shook his head.
