Volume IV: Hellfire
PROLOGUE
The pouring rain on the day of Hera's burial added a somber and gloomy atmosphere to the proceedings. The gray skies wept in unison with the mourners as they gathered to say their final goodbyes, standing in the downpour without umbrellas or raincoats to shield them from heaven's tears.
Tears mixed with the raindrops on everyone's faces as they watched the wet earth receive her casket, adorned with flowers and memories of a life now gone. The rain-soaked soil clung to the casket, making it more challenging to accept the finality of the moment.
"Let's go," a hand landed on Tiger's tense shoulder, but he didn't budge. "We'll be waiting for you."
Moose studied Tiger's profile for a moment before he withdrew his hand. He turned around, looking at the people standing around Hera's final resting place. None of them showed any sign they wanted to leave, so he didn't force them to go home.
