Flamebone Mountain. The entire mountain swirled with flame.
Two blurs streaked through the horizon, pausing in the air above Flamebone Mountain. It was Linley and Bebe.
“Crunch!” Bebe viciously bit into a fruit, lowering his head to stare down at the mountain peak below. “Boss, last time we came to this place, we were blocked by those guards. It was because we weren’t Lord Prefects or Lords of Tartarus. It’s only been two or three months, right? Boss, you are a Tartarus Lord now. I wonder what sort of looks those guards will have on their faces.”
As he spoke, he casually tossed the core of the already-eaten fruit off to one side.
“Let’s go.” Laughing calmly, Linley flew into the skies, with Bebe following behind.
