Surveying the ballroom, Megaera felt incredibly bored. She had always found social events such as balls to be incredibly dull. She had spent most of her existence on the battlefield, hunting for some poor bastard and killing, training for years on end, seeking the peak. The very idea of spending an entire evening socializing with anyone other than the men she hunted was worse than torture. At least there on the chopping blocks, she'd be able to experience something other than boredom.
"I can't believe you got Lord Hades to agree to this bullshit," Megaera said.
"Jealous?" Thanatos asked.
"Hardly," Megaera intoned, though Thanatos thought otherwise. Why else would her mood be so sour?
"How do you like your new body? I heard you went to Zariel for help."
